GOLD

GOLD

 

Oh gold,                                         you rich bully,

Always in other colors faces,

              not a care about the world,

only yourself,

 if only dad was a little nicer

maybe you would change,

                at least you have one friend,

little old silver,

    comes over every Tuesday,

             sitting and talking over a pot of tea,

                                       says you always smell like your fresh out of a shower,

                going out for lemonade,

   gulp,

                        gulp,

                                                gulp,

BELCH,

                  And then,

Its night time,

             Shoving past other colors, being very selfish, and when you’re at home, you get in bed,        turn off the lights,                       and go to sleep.