My Beautiful Future of Yellow

My soda pop is purple

As a take another slurple

As cold as the Arctic circle

A nonverbal, rehearsal,

As I gently gurgle

My delicious Slurpee purple.

My shoes are neon green

Goofiest things I‘ve seen

As colorful as a jelly bean

A silly routine, must not intervene

In the dark they are seen

My glow in the dark shoes are green

My helmet is shinny tin foil

To protect my brains from a spoil

Shinning and reflecting  as I toil

With a little prairie soil and peppermint oil

I’m wound as tight as an ignition coil,

With my protective helmet of tin foil

My outside world is white

With snowflakes ending their flight

But I’m safe and warm alright,

Packing in tight a Snowman’s delight

The sun shining bright painting  a winter land sight

The cold outside is white.

The inside my soul is blue

Like the music I listen to

As cool as a Friday night brew

My plans have fall through, like a chocolate fondue

Well such is my point of view

My true love is brown

The most beautiful soul I’ve found

Soft and warm as duck down

Dressed as a clown or in evening gown

Seldom caught with a frown

My beautiful love is brown

My future has hair of yellow

And personality so very mellow

With the atmosphere of a cello,

Soft as a pillow, goofy as Jello

The offspring of an odd fellow

My beautiful future of yellow

Daniel Templar  Jan 14 2014