Thanks College!

Upon one hazy evening

Beneath the colored leaves

A poet kneels softly

And in the silence grieves.

Upon seeing this visage

A bright young student stands,

Walks towards the poet’s place

And with a screech demands

“Did you really write a poem

“That describes the leaves as ‘colored?’

“I find that language offensive

“And conclude you are a dullard!”

The poet still kneels softly

Beneath the not-green leaves,

And now you understand human stupidity

Which is why the poet grieves.

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