Pink
Of all the colours under the sun,
Pink must be my favourite one.
That's why cherry blossoms score
high, they bloom outside my door.
Lilies also come in pink.
Their scent is divine I think.
So I plant them where I can see.
Outside while I'm in having tea.
On my table in my porch.
Delicate pink orchids now bloom forth.
Pink pansies on the piano stand.
In front of my ceramic jazz band.
On my deck, pink roses overflow.
From a bush planted long ago.
Such a girlie colour pink.
The one that makes the boys wink.
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