Mr. Gray Poem by Miss Aurora

Mr. Gray, Mr. Gray

It's your favorite kind of day.
I'm sorry no sunshine, only cold rain,
I can't stay.

As you walk outside without an umbrella.
There isn't anything anybody would try and sell ya.

You're so gray, Mr. Gray
never too much of anything positive to say.
Don't bother to look at me
just be on your merry way.

Mr. Gray, Mr. Gray

It surrounds your head
wonder what will lie in store for you
when you're dead?

Mr. Gray, Mr. Gray

You captivate and capture me
You walk in my dreams

Mr. Gray, Mr. Gray,

You know I still want you.

Mr. Gray, Mr. Gray

You're my favorite color.