RUBY TUESDAY
RED OF COURSE!
Without having any concrete proof
I'm pretty sure that, painting a roof,
You'd paint it bright and showy red;
Not some other hue instead.
A house that's painted by a child,
And by imagination styled,
Will always be a scarlet shade,
For, after all that's how roofs are made.
I wonder who began the craze
Which certainly wasn't just a phase,
For, after all, as years go by,
We still see them pointing to the sky.
Sometimes we'll see a black or blue
Atop a house that's very new
But, on the whole, it must be said
That a roof is nearly always red.
Maybe the tiles that first were laid
Were of the local clay-pits shade
And, after a while, the people said
'A roof? Of course it must be red.'
Van Gogh, Cezanne, they all agreed
'A bright red roof is what we need.'
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OASIS
This could be your average shopping-street
But they've turned it into a glade,
Where people can stroll or sit and rest
In the generous green-leaved shade.
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