
Colour
More than once upon a time
For it was to be a best seller
There was a sprain
It was indigo and yellow
As a beautiful day
Attends the power
That everything was alright
Even a sweet that was sour
The inflated balloon
Had no more zoom
Plop
Went the stone
Marathon torture
Was handed round
Gentler distortions
Such as had become
The terrified conundrum
Enter Malvolio, helter skelter
Clapped politely by criss cross socks
Evidence Squarely
Oh, misfortune, dim the lights
Nice and winky
Tragic in magic skills
Denture men in tights
Reserved to summits
She’s good isn’t she
She is
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