Red cloth, yellow cloth, blue cloth On the drying line My eyes cannot see the blue As the other two Glare at my stare and, set my eyes ablaze Blue cloth, red cloth, yellow cloth I have always known you long and crumpled drying on the clothes line red stain on yellow brown stain on… Continue reading red cloth, blue cloth, yellow cloth
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Frangipani
Frangipani, Come here will you I want to fold you into a ring Or maybe into a bunny to rest between my Two fingers You look so fair In front of those full leaves You cannot hide Frangipani
SREYA 