"The Bleu ceiling has its own personal prism...
Its a magic box, with Pandora's lock.
Keeps you clueless, you dont know what you might sight next,
but a fond memory, no less..."
"365 days a Year,
Countless Colors,
triple the Hues...
triple the Hues...
You see and saw it all,the tiffiny twisted vanilla sky,
a herd of chasing dark blue panthers...
I know not if Black and White are colors,
But I did see Him in this Prism of Colorful Feathers..."
