Rainbow
The beauty of a rainbow
Will always glow
Everyone knows it’s only an illusion
But can’t complain with its actual vision
Its beautiful colors that gives life
Makes everyone whistle like a fife
The rainbow’s perfect crescent shape
Is as sweet as new produced grapes
The rainbows’ connection with the people
Is like an angelical cuddle
It’s really a fabulous magic
And wouldn’t be tremendous tragic
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jeckgadzposted on 04/19/2008
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