Keeping Track of My Colors

If I were in a box of crayons I don't know what color I'd be I want to be something rare and cool That exudes great beauty If I were in a box of crayons I'd definitely be white I'm the most classy but of course I won't put up a fight If I were in a box of crayons I'm sure that I'd be black We all know that saying, once black No going back If I were in a box of crayons I'd be cool like gray I'm not a person that is Molded of clay If I were in a box of crayons I'd surely be brown For I'd be the one turning Smiles into frowns If I were in a box of crayons I'd be fiery scarlet My blazing personality would Make everyone forfeit If I were in a box of crayons I be beautiful burgundy You know I'd never, ever Let someone hurt me If I were in a box of crayons I'd be the sagacious red For my sense of humor would Bring everyone dread If I were in a box of crayons I'd be very pretty pink Not all bubbles are stupid I'd prove I could think If I were in a box of crayons I'd be oh so silly purple For my crazy sense in humor Is like Steve Urkel's If I were in a box of crayons I'd be a deep indigo For I'm sure that none could leap as far As I could go If I were in a box of crayons I'd be a soothing blue Since I am so happy So should you If I were in a box of crayons I'd be like Turquoise But that's my sister's name That's her voice If I were in a box of crayons I'd be luscious green Because all friends need someone On which to lean If I were in a box of crayons I'd love to be lime Everyone laughs with me All of the time If I were in a box of crayons I'd be bright yellow Cause I truly am A jolly little fellow If I were in a box of crayons I'd be a magnificent peach For no one can resist my charm while I sit on a beach If I were in a box of crayons I'd never be orange For I have nothing to rhyme with That stupid, annoying orange! ~Reecie