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Colors


Colors, colors all around. Can't you see it's made our town. Yellow, black, red, and brown. These colors, man they're down! Look down and up, it's even a cup. Don't discriminate just appreciate. All these colors, there's just a bit more. There's orange and blue... Man I feel like I have the flu. Purple, Pink.. Hm, let me think. Gray and white; what a dull sight! With all done and named, I have one thing to say. Thanks for reading my poem! Hey, hey.
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