by Le Prince de Monte Cristo
The kiss of life
His eyes are green; his eyes are blue or maybe black
His eyes are of any colour
The child laughs, the child cries
The child is calm or gloom or very happy
The man is white or yellow or the man is black,
The man is tall or smaller
The man is silent, the man sighs
The man is pompous or humble: or the man is snappy
One day the child falls from his bike off the track
The child has no more colours
The man rushes or the child dies
Gives him the kiss of life; the child calls him "pappy"
If one day your child falls off his bike from the track
Will his savour have a colour?
Will it matters when he lies
And saves his life? If he is brown or white, won't you call him "pappy"?
Gerard T
Submission date : 2009-10-17
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