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A poem about the color red.
Red
is
a fast fire engine screaming
"MOVE OVER! I'M COMING THROUGH!"
Fast. Furious. Angry. Rude Red.
She stands on the street corner
passing out candy canes to
all the cherry-cheeked children
as they walk by.
Remarkable Red.
She wears a red dress
the color of garden tomatoes
with her hair full of sparkling fireworks,
and a necklace of ruby rose petals.
She wears an American Flag
like a cape.
Lady Red keeps a candle by her bed.
If Red were a person
she would be
my best friend.


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