Black, White and Everything Between
Black, White and Everything Between
Westman Grey went the whole way down,
to town you know, just rambling around.
In a simple world, yet a complicated site,
that's how it is in the world of black and white.
Just this morning something changed,
a spot of pink made his walk delayed.
"What is this?" the man loudly said,
never seen a colour of red.
Handkerchief was the solution's name,
white as snow, and the man began his aim.
Successful, as you surely understand,
Mr Grey was pleased to have cleaned the land.
But a spot of pink doesn't just disappear,
changed location to Westman's fear.
Because in time the handerchief is put to use,
and staying in pockets, pink spots refuse.
And so it was, with a little sneeze,
the pink spot continues to tease.
The man stuck in an uncoloured maze,
now got a pink spot in his face.
And this is how the story ends,
you know, just as a story tends,
a man, who nowadays only sees pink,
but what difference does that make do you think?
- The Rambler 2008-07-09 -
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