The Cerulean Color
Feel chapfallen without the cerulean color,
and it'll be reflected in the gloomy skies...
would any smart kid use any other crayon than blue?
Boys like it, so do girls...it could be their eyes,
their cars, their dresses, or their room in total disorder;
take it away from them and their spirits droop!
Everyone pick up lots of crayons or the one you prefer,
and enter into your dreamworld: dudes will compete with chicks,
and the winning team will be awarded a trophy; no dupes or dunces
are allowed in the competition...and please don't use dull crayons:
they must be lively as flowers seen in scented gardens,
so grab them...be earnest, be spontaneous and dare!
Feel chapfallen without the cerulean color,
rely on the imagination and be splendiferous;
use this blue crayon, draw anything that's scrumptious...
don't jumble and don't worry if later you'll scour!
How about coloring a scurrying scorpion,
and does it have to be mediocre to draw scorn?
Copyright © Andrew Crisci | Year Posted 2010
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