Those of you sitting out there
Staring blankly into the eyes of others
While wearily backing away
Call forth a nation of crayola!
you also polite grandmother
Afriad to share your colors
Because your afraid you'll melt away
Call forth a nation of crayola!
And you, brillant artist
Can you paint the world in one brillant color
Brushing only one cosmic ray
Call forth a nation of crayola!