It's mighty white of you to notice that I'm a little blue on turning
forty-eight.
It's mighty blue of you to notice that I'm a little white on turning
forty-eight.
It's mighty black of you to notice that I'm a little green on turning
forty-eight.
It's mighty green of you to notice that I'm a little black on turning
forty-eight.
I think I could do violet forty-eights with you, or pink, or green, or
even cinnabar;
But wouldn't it be more colorful to take a bath in our kitchen while the
cake is cookin?
This tenement ain't such a dump, colorful poet's wife?
Yes? No? Yes, this place is dump and wife is colorful!
Oh thank you for that ivory possessive!
It's all the presence I really want.
Hucklebee
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