Color Me Green Poem by Ima Ryma

My ever colored jealousy
Is always in a shade of green,
Depending on what's the degree
From huge to small and 'twixt and 'tween.
When others have or do good stuff
I get jealous and wonder why.
It seems there never is enough
For my demands of their supply!
Even though I try to act sweet,
Not getting my way does upset
Me as my life's unfair defeat,
And the greener my mood does get.

My green with envy hue display
Seems a constant St. Patrick's Day.