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I Can't Think Of A Title

Sat 2nd Nov 2002 18:53 BST by Andrew from Bath, U.K.

When I was born I was black.
When I grew up I was black.
When I'm sick I'm black.
When I go out into the sun I'm black.
When I die I'll be black.

But you:
When you were born you were pink.
When you grow up you are white.
When you get sick you are green.
When you go out in the sun you are red.
When you go out in the cold you are blue.
When you die you turn purple.
And you call me coloured?

£123 for new lenses for my existing pair of glasses, er, no thanks. OK, sir, can I interest you at all in our new range of beer glasses? This pair has a stylish flourish around the full pint marker, and of course they can always be used as a classically-styled beverage container. Hmmn, how much for a set of anti-reflection half-pints?

A now distant parent once said "Remember, don't put deep colours in with your whites". Good advice in hindsight - pink towels aren't really my thing.

The weather today will be read by Michael the Fish - enough said.

Not a new poem but one that always makes me chuckle »»

I'm currently feeling ok
I'm currently listening to Drip, drip, splash, splosh. Bang! Boom! Drip, drip.
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