Icy Cold Rainbows

August 23, 2009
Icy cold rainbows twist around
They point and they poke but never hit the ground
As they stroll down the street
Without ever seeming to miss a beat

Sweating icicles have a much harder time
They run and they suffer but never act out of line
But as much as they try and try to attempt
Their coldness within them is no benefit

Rusty stars are the best so far
They climb the highest but never get caught stealing a cookie from the jar
With hearts as gold as a sun-dripped kiss
They will be the ones most missed





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