joyce_warden

Yellow was my colour When I was only two; Although my parents thought I would look better dressed in blue. I would grab at balloons, Golden yellow like the sun, I would snatch yellow balls, The food put on my plate, Was always much too green, Oh! how I would have liked A dish of yellow ice cream. I loved warm buttered toast, And scrambled eggs were good, But the thing I liked the most, Was yellow custard with my pud.