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She lives in the grey one,
found down the street...
 
It seems,
every second day...
Pink! I’ll say, pink! I’ll say...
Yet still she will not budge...
 
From her safety... her grey...
 
And ill ask her of aqua, fuchsia, orange, or white...
 
Yet still she will not bite,
she sticks with her grey...
 
With all of her might.
 
And so I continue...
 
Coffee, copper and cocoa brown...
Yet all I receive are dreaded stares and frowns...
 
And so one day I figured it out!
 
I can not get her out of her grey...
 
But I can stick to my own multi-colored array...
 
And just hope that one day...
She will live in something more...
                                            ... than just the grey.
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