An Off-Color Poem

Green escalators don’t exist,
And I think that’s a pity.
Playing cards are red and black,
But wouldn’t blue be pretty?

Sunsets can be orange or pink
But never violet hued,
And I’ve never seen a face so red
As when you saw me nude.

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