Now I need you to put it together,
\nI think that you can.
\nthink light,
\nfloat like a feather.<\/p>\n
They don’t read white papers,
\nthat is true.
\nSo I’ve made a Saphire,
\njust for a few.<\/p>\n
Another paper,
\nwill be rose in color.
\nIt’ll talk about love,
\nand how’s your father.<\/p>\n
Then another in boysenberry,
\nto steady your way.
\nhelp to understand yourself,
\nIn the shortest practical way.<\/p>\n
I’ve one in black current,
\nits the one to be aware.
\nOf all those atrocities,
\nand why where all still here.<\/p>\n
I’ve one in Jello Jam,
\nso you can see how we came.
\nto be unemployed with no chocolate,
\nNor a biscuit to bring me shame.<\/p>\n
The pink paper should,
\ndraw only whats fair.
\nTalking all about that love,
\nand what makes up an affair.<\/p>\n
The pouch in peach,
\nshould put some minds as ease.
\nIt might make some others restless though,
\nonce the damage that they’ve seen.<\/p>\n
Cranberry chapters,
\nis my favorite delight.
\nStory from my pasts and presents,
\nthere ones I still hold on tight.<\/p>\n
Strawberry stories,
\nIs where I’ll rest my head.
\nproviding jam for strangers,
\nTheir the tears – I had to had.<\/p>\n
But you can bring a smile,
\nmake me laugh.
\nSee that its hex,
\nAnd it goes real fast.<\/p>\n
If you think onramping is hard indeed,
\nI’ll let you up
\non another seed.<\/p>\n
Thirty three cents will be what I’ll be.
\nBut don’t trust me or fibonacci.
\nGet in early or get in late
\nEither way – please donate.<\/p>\n
I’d like to show
\nhow personally
\nthat poetic license
\ncan diligently<\/p>\n
Bring us together
\nhelping one an another
\neach taking part
\nof these journey’s we start each for other.<\/p>\n