by DMT - PASSED
I am not a poet, as you can tell.
|Green suit says to Yellow suit,
"how is your human today?"
Yellow suit replies,
"she wants to change me for orange,
Orange suit's buttons turn up
and she nods her head.
She smirks as she replies,
at least I'm not made of lead."
Yellow suit grinds her zip
and stands up straight.
"I might be fat but you are old,
Orange suit sniffs.
"Have I made a hit?
Well, you know what they say,
if the shoe fits ..."
Green suit sighs and shakes her hood
Why must we bicker.
I might be green, but I don't want to feel
The human's wave and turn away.
Yellow and orange suit yell,
"we will fight another day.