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The Color Red
Don’t let the color red get into your head, don’t let the color red force you to bury the dead, red is strong, red is high, red is powerful, it is touching the sky. It is the ligament that gives your life and if you don’t have blood, you will surely die. Water give you life too and blood and water will purify you. The color red is not PNP, the color red is not JLP, the color red is not British labor Party, the colored is not American Republican Party or China in the distant land. The color red is just red and it is in a class by itself. Red is hot, red is white and it can strip you of your black frock, red is deep and it colors the street and it can spin the market out of beat. Red is money when you are not in hurry so invest wisely or you will be sorry, you have got to get the numbers on the board or the army will meet you at the shore. Do you remember that red tie that he wore before he died, he was riding on a duplicate horse and he could not see what was under the dark, the Kings men were building a collation while he was soaring towards the heavens, he was singing a redemption hymn before the king's men came in. They cornered him at the bridge and he was forced to sing and at the blink of an eye he fell on his sword and die. His power bled out on the ground and all the people gather around watching his blood soaking into the ground. Red is romance in the city and it can really make some people happy, the prostitutes in the past used to lurk around the dark and call out to the men as they pass by the lion’s den. Red is the heightened form of romance that sends airplanes crashing from the skies, when passion meets and heart greets the color red will catapult you from your bed. Red is religion the cardinals wear it too and postulate a simple vision. Itis the atmosphere that it creates that sends horse jumping out of the gate, wagging its tail to and fro and squeezing the passion out of the show. Red is good for fashion, party and celebration and when you want to compete it will drive you off your feet, it is the color of hell when it gets out of control in the wilderness, it will burn the forest to the ground and smolder the earth curst. Red is the fashion color and will cause you to suffer, most celebrity wears it, but I rather use it as an evening wear rather than something causal that everyone shares. Where do you go from here the color red has a lot to share, the textures are cool the lining is hot so be prepared for the business slot. When you hear the opening bell, you will break the economic spell and chase the bulls out of the town with a triple investment and five years advance installment in business beauty products, health and sports equipment. Red is not me; red is not you, red is not Jamaica, red is red and red is strong it is spreading over the land, light blue is red so get out of my bed.
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