A Poem written on Notes microphone.

A Poem written on Notes microphone.

Green is the colour I colour a colour

Verdant bright

Dark green is Gallagh dollar dollar dollar

But it still alright it’s

When I was a young younger fellow a

Are used like the colour the colour yellow now I’m older have started to mellow so like green you know what I mean screen is nature going well will buy the rain smells like in tail as far as I can tell

Pokes light blue and how they write poets

When we feel down in the middle of the night

And then there is black George I have a lack

And I can be grey every single day and then there is purple for when I’m older start wearing purple start getting colder and then there is red when I’m dead and I forgotten any other you must be millions must be true

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