Colour Poem (1)

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Red

The eyes of the Devil

The blood from a knife.

I knew I should never have

Married my wife.

 

Yellow

Bananas so bright and tasting

just right.

The sun shining down making

my skin turn brown.

Tennis balls flying at me left,

right and centre.

Baby chicks breaking out of

their shells at Easter.

 

Black

A punk rocker’s lips,

A witches cloak,

A lucky cat,

A piece of coal.

 

White

Snowdrops,

Snowballs,

White cotton sheets.

Diamonds, pearls and

Bon bons so sweet.

 

Lime

Lime green,

Sweets refused.

Inside chocolate,

Disgusting food.

Who invented them,

They’re no good.

 

Brown

Big eyes of luscious brown,

Chestnut hair that really shines.

Four legs instead of two,

Chocolate Labrador,

we love you.

 

Pink

Pink roses, pink carnations,

All look lovely, tided with a bow.

Pink dresses, pink skirts,

That’s a definite no, no!

Pink flags flying in the sky,

Too many magic mushrooms,

Bye.

 

Toast

Light brown, not black.

If it’s back, I’ll give it back.

Bread that’s crispy, on both sides,

Golden in colour, dripping with butter.

That’s just what the doctor ordered.

 

Green

Green, a colour my grandmother

didn’t like.

The real colour of coke you

all knew that, right?

Leaves are a beautiful shade

of this colour in spring.

You can drink green tea but

it is minging.

Emeralds are my birthstone,

isn’t that interesting.

 

By Alison McCullough

 

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