Sunday, September 25, 2011

Summer Poem

When blue was red and orange pink
No-one here knew what to think

But Summer ran as fast as gray
To the King of Colour, she went to say

"You silly King, you over-slept, you
Better get up, red turned to blue!"

Bopped with a balloon he got out of bed
Had a shower, demanded to be fed

So Summer made an omlette with fuchsia eggs
Ran it to the King on orange legs

He ate, touched a finger to some toast
It turned pink to brown, it was the most

Amazing thing Summer had ever seen
Until she saw him turn purple back to green

Summer saved the day, all was mellow
But she kept a piece of sky that still was yellow