Colour
The oddest van on the road
Beside the boldest Chevrolet ever
The streaks that define them
The essence that flows from its mien
Rightly so, rightly coloured
A dapple of blue here
And a splotch of yellow there
The blend of two to make one
Green: as the leaves on the tree
Green: as a child running through wet grass
Right into a puddle so brown
Bbq sauce ain't no match;
Though of course beside Ketchup
Their resemblance, rather uncanny
Joining the company is mayo
Who prefers his paleness
To the visible charred-ness of the other two
Albeit there are some grateful for the predicament
Whether carrot, cucumber, celery or even
A chicken wing... their connection,
And overall experience is most inspiring.
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was posted on Jun 1, 2010 by
Lethy.
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"Another strange one. Based on the different colours we have in our spectrum. The..."
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