i po dad green
 
red is unique
red is unique 
red is unique
108 shades and hues of red

now,
green in the end of spring
the red flowers die
the quick and dirty sex just over
gently now

the shades of green are so many yet common
they show themselves in the hues of trees and undergrowth

Green makes us high, dizzy, 
a disoriented drive down trip town

there is no need for events

the shade of trees is free, it is offered to everyone, 

take it or leave it

Shades of green are made

to be free everywhere and to tame the spells of death

A prophecy of red 
because you have been trained to follow,

nourished on green 
are the hot, screaming butterflies.
The coolness of the green night, 
wandering endlessly through the city,
 
until the dew