‘It’s black and white’ said Grae.
‘What is?’ asked Daisy May.
‘Grey’, said Grae,
‘mix one with t’other,
and what do you get?’
‘Fifteen shades of grey?’ queried Daisy May.
‘At least, if not more – I heard, once,
that there could be as many
as twenty-four.’
‘Wow!’ said Daisy May, ‘That information
has made my day.’
And, so enlightened,
she carried on upon her way.
