pailéad

how she longed for purple

resplendent in her chaise

countess red was fearless

in her brash and sexy ways

white and her lightning

blue and her moon

burgundy and her vineyards

gold and her silver spoon

if she could love a warlock

she would be the color queen

they would know her wrath

and kiss her crown of green

 

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