—Andy Vo
There was once a dove
Pure and white as the skies above
In a dark world of different colors
The dove has special talents
Far beyond anyone’s compliments
But does the dove know it, too?
The dove can change colors
Just like his long lost mother
Can even change with his emotions
When the dove is happy
He turns to orange like his pappy
How much longer do I have to smile?
When the dove is sad
He turns to blue it’s very bad
How much more do I have to cry?
When the dove is sick
He turn to pink, a magic trick
How much more do I have to suffer?
When the dove is angry
He turns to red, frankly
How much more do I have to shout?
When the dove is gloomy
He turns to purple, he gets moody
Just how much more loudly do I have to shout?
One day the dove kept changing and changing
And changed until he couldn’t stop anymore
Then the white colorful dove turned to black
Til this day he is known as the Raven above the dreaded tree
