Two Tulips
Two tulips standing side by side
Sway in the breeze, then, bump.
"Say! Don't be fresh," says Red.
"Sorry, Red," says Blue,
But I just thought a little bump
Would make me red like you."
"Now Blue, it's very plain to see
You self-esteem is low.
But why? Look at the sky;
No clouds, all blue----you!
Now poor me, where can I see red?
On some tin can in the dump?"
"No", says Blue, "on you"----bump!
Copyright © Brian Faulkner | Year Posted 2008
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