Humorous Poem

Funny Poem About How We See Colors

This came up thinking about my sisters' attention to detail when it comes to colours - I'm blessed to have three. I wrote it for leisure. Hope you enjoy reading.

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I really enjoyed this poem because it rings so true. I don't know how people can tell the slight differences between colors. It's like a language I can't really understand or relate to.

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Colors!

Published by Family Friend Poems January 4, 2023 with permission of the Author.

I thought I knew colors.
Aren't they red, green and blue?
I know white, black and grey,
Purple, pink and yellow too.

And yet a lady stared at me,
Like I committed some crime;
A cloth I thought was green,
She sniffed and said was lime.

One dress I said was blue,
My little sister called turquoise.
I accepted the mild rebuke,
I didn't really have a choice.

A rug was declared taupe,
When all I saw was brown.
Did auntie call her decor plum?
Well, now they've got a clown.

Sky blue and navy blue,
I'd tell apart in a blink.
But what on earth is fuchsia,
How is it different from pink?

Ladies love being precise,
With every shade, tint and hue.
How they do this with such flair,
I still do not have a clue.

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