Treasure Island

Little King of Sorrows


Color Blind


Roses are red.
But violets not blue.
They're purple you dummy.
You laugh cause it's true.

Guess sky is now yellow.
Our rivers are pink.
Forests are turquoise,
If that's how we think.

My eyes are now red,
cause I'm feeling so blue.
I loved this old saying,
Till I thought it all through.

© 2013 L.K.Sorrows

Submitted: Sunday, March 10, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, March 12, 2013
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  • Little King Of Sorrows (3/11/2013 2:47:00 AM)

    LOL. I too get a kick out of this one.I A poem that came while I was in the process of starting another poem. I live to make people laugh.... glad you liked it my friend. (Report) Reply

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