I was all dark and black
But something I used to lack
With my color, I was fed
So I wished to be all red.
Everyone told me, I was a silly fellow So I changed myself to yellow
But then I felt quite mean Because with jealousy I turned green
After all this, I had no clue With sadness I turned blue
At last, I fell into a dark sack, Finally I came back to being my dear black
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This was an impromptu rhyme I came up with while attending a workshop on telling stories to kindergarten kids conducted by Dr.Vatsala Iyengar ... Haven't made much edits to my original draft