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The Pink Mink

The Pink Mink

It was wrong of Blake Edwards to create the Pink Panther, he should have created the Pink Mink, instead; think, a mink that is positively pink.

Rinky-dink!

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Red or Read?

Red or Read?

Roses, I once read,

are red;

so are books,

proclamations,

and letter heads,

post-boxes,

old telephone kiosks,

the letter in

the book

by Nathaniel Hawthorne,

and the colour red,

when written down

(usually in black ink, though).

Colouring In

colouring in

Silence is golden. It has never been much to my mind to attribute colours to things, but I suppose that we do it automatically – as a rule, though I don’t think that Golden Silence fits that rule.

Green is commonly given to envy – though not on any paint charts that I have ever seen. Red is for danger; blue signifies sadness; white – virginity and purity; green also for the untried youth who is new to the job; yellow for cowardice (though it is a ‘white; feather and not a ‘yellow’ one that was given to show people’s opinions of a ‘supposed‘ coward – I suppose the canaries complained). Pink is a girly fresh colour, and black is for evil darkness – orange is elusive (as to some things it is a mix between yellow and red – in other ways, it’s neither red or green – but, more red and less green if you see what I mean); and grey is for dull and drab and boring and bland and and and…

There are more colours (oh, yes, lots- brown, for example) and lots of various interpretations of things to match the colours – have a go and see if you can see a Scarlet Woman, a Crimson Warrior or a Blue Meany today.

Happy colouring in

The Colours – a work in progress – please comment ( I will reciprocate) G;)

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Black is the shadow of my night
Blue is the colour of my sadness
And as the colour of virginity is white
On my page it is the monument to my Madness
And also to my flag of surrender
Red I forgo, and thus is my danger
Yellow for my cowardice shows
Grey is the dawn and the sunset
And purple is maybe a colour for my prose
Green is the shade of my envy
Pink is… just for the girliest of girls
Orange will not rhyme for me – it rhymes with… nobody
Unless written in Mandarin’s curls.

(Singing)
The colours of my life are all different now.
I’ve lived a long time and they’ve changed somehow;
White and Purple,
Pink and Green,
Think about what ‘could have been!’