They're coming!
Run for cover.
Crusading colors are on the rampage.
Here comes pitiful parading purple
DUCK!
Two big blobs
Are stuck on my knees
Rip-roaring Red is running wild
WATCH OUT!
Whew, I'm glad
That one missed me.
SPLAT!
A smidgen of guilty-green
Is gnawing at my ankle
Birdy Blue has flown
Through my first line defenses
And built a nest in my Belly button
Boring Black has kidnaped
My napping brain
I never knew when Oily Orange hit me.
If you ever go to the state hospital
And see someone covered with colors,
Wave,
For it's me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem