UstinkoFried

Go and collect your rainbows, Go and collect with pride. Show them to the whole world! They are nothing to hide. While collecting hear them sing, sing a translucent song! Watching the notes dance, and the sheet music frolic along. As they soar to the heavens! so benevolent and pure. Only to be stolen, by and an unfamiliar cur! Who plans to torchure her, the rainbow we all love. To turn from her state of grace, and turn her into a glove. As he will ever grip her tight. And tears roll down our eyes. Oh it is a sad sight, when a rainbow dies... But do not worry my friends! For soon she shall come again! She will come during