Gord

2024-07-29 10:13 pm

Vermilions, Amber,
Vermin, red, in anger.
Verily, yellow dances,
Keep dancing, he says,
And slaps her.

Verify me a fact, liar,
Orange becomes vermillion,
So what will yellow become, 
Tallow or cum on the skin? 
Life, wears thin, and dives.

I think upon green, yellow presides,
Beyond the goddess worship, lies,
Anger. I think a lot about their side.

I think they lie about their sides,
I think a little red should suffice.
Vermillion, yellow, a bit of pride,
Call me coward, feed those ideas,
A million bits, red and canvas mine.