A PalateA Poem by DayranThe taste for variety
People who like the colors of the earth And people, who love the colors of the rose Sailing on the rhyme, in a ship. Where they're going, no one knows. A clue, a hint and a cue is all they have Their wit the compass, courage the rudder. While the captain is at the back, water skiing.
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