Vowels

As green and sweet smelling as freshly cut grass out in a meadow in May Comes a tall little angel, bold as can be Striding out with a canter, comes A Following, galloping, alone and in pairs But always eager to please Red as fine poppies, perfumed as the rose We smile and welcome the Es In search of a buddy, but brave when alone And blue as a clear summer sky A whiff of pine tiptoes over the hill Let's welcome the capital I Rotund as a donut, with aromas of fruit He's the roundest chappy I know There's an air of surprise as he links with a mate Glowing orange with honour is O Purple with purpose, strutting into the scene With the scent of a hearty stew Turning a corner, bucking the trend Curved like a magnet, the U