His Coat of Many Colours
His coat has many colours,
Joseph is his name;
Although some call him 'Joey'
It's Joseph just the same.
The collar on his cloak
Is such a vibrant red;
From his shoulders to his pointy chin
It goes right to his head.
The nether of this robe
Has hues of greens and blues
From his chubby, rounded waist
To his rugged grey-black shoes.
His sleeves are speckled yellow,
A dazzling golden shade;
And silver sprays within the fold -
Delightful how they're made.
Bright scarlet and vermilion
Make threads of colourous joy;
For Joey is a parrot
And 'e's a pretty boy.
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