Colour poem
Green Is Lush green overgrown grass
Green is the leaves plummeting down from the tree tops
Green is disgusting mold festering in a damp Bathroom
Green tastes like a crisp Granny smith apple waiting to be devoured
Green smells like fresh cut lawn awaiting water
Green sounds like a frog croaking in the sun set like a movie ending
Green is a tennis ball free falling into my soft skin filled palmes
Green looks like creativity
Green makes me want to play outside
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