colour wheel

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Other  |  House: Booksie Classic
A very abstract poem about appreciatoin about what we
have and what we are given.

Submitted: November 24, 2011

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Submitted: November 24, 2011

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Whilst feeling grey the other day a thought occured to me.
If I was to go to the bay on the grey day then the gray wouldn't come to be.
So I went to the bay on the grey day, looked at the sea and felt awfully blue.
And whilst feeling blue I heard a moo and travelled yonder to see what it was.
And saw a black cow which hurt and confused me because now I was black and blue?
So i went to the doctor to see if he would do and he pulled out a bottle of green.
And as i saw the green their was a happy scene and everything was in harmony.
But this happy scene was un-realistic and cetainly wasn't for me.
So i took the bottle, smashed it in two and then alasi felt normal
And i realised that from my great ordeal with the colour wheel i had discoverd an amazing truth.
That humans must feel all colours or TRUE happiness will never come to you.


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