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...my many coloured days...
some days are yellow.
some days are blue.
on different days i'm different too.
you'd be surprised how many ways
i change on different coloured days.
on bright red days
how good it feels
to be a horse
and kick my heels!
on other days i'm other things.
on bright blue days
i flap my wings.
some days, of course,
feel sort of brown.
then i feel slow
and low, low down.
then comes a yellow day.
and, wheeeeeeeeee
i am a busy, buzzy bee.
grey day...everything is grey.
i watch. but nothing moves today.
then all of a sudden
i'm a circus seal!
on my orange days
that's how i feel.
green days. deep in the sea.
cool and quiet fish. that's me.
on purple days
i'm sad. i groan. i drag my tail. i walk alone.
but when my days are happy pink
it's great to jump
and just not to think.
then come black days.
mad. and loud. i howl. i growl at every cloud.
then comes a mixed-up day.
and wham!
i don't know
who or what i am!
but it all
turns out all right, you see.
and i go back to being...
me.
;o)
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