Poem -

Blue

Horses carry beggars 
Over the hill

Where dreams turn true

And wishes come real.

 

Chilled wine wouldn't help.

The season might as well 

Be hell

Were it not so cold.

What use is one shoe?

Pretty in pink's

Not as good as Beautiful 

In blue.

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