Jack


Pink


Pink revolts me
Makes me smile
Happy sad and all the while
I feel attracted to the way it smells, reaches out pulls back and tells
A certain story of past events when it lost control and tried to bend
Satisfied, frisky, animated, thrilled, these are ways that pink makes me feel
The way it flows, sounds, and rings. How it flys on zealous wings
It sometimes makes you feel alone, may even turn your heart to stone.
Crush your dreams, and make you cry
Laugh in pain pause and sigh
Pink is a fantastic beautiful noun, and above all things pink is brown.



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