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Tuesday, January 04, 2005

 
    Flowers are red and green
    The little boy went first day of school
    He got some crayons and started to draw
    He put colors all over the paper
    For colors was what he saw

    And the teacher said..
    What you doin' young man
    I'm paintin' flowers he said
    She said... It's not the time for art young man
    And anyway flowers are green and red

    There's a time for everything young man
    And a way it should be done
    You've got to show concern for everyone else
    For you're not the only one
    And she said...

    Flowers are red young man
    Green leaves are green
    There's no need to see flowers any other way
    Than they way they always have been seen

    But the little boy said...
    There are so many colors in the rainbow
    So many colors in the morning sun
    So many colors in the flower and I see every one

    Well the teacher said.. You're sassy
    There's ways that things should be
    And you'll paint flowers the way they are
    So repeat after me.....
    And she said...

    Flowers are red young man
    Green leaves are green
    There's no need to see flowers any other way
    Than they way they always have been seen

    But the little boy said...
    There are so many colors in the rainbow
    So many colors in the morning sun
    So many colors in the flower and I see every one

    The teacher put him in a corner
    She said.. It's for your own good..
    And you won't come out 'til you get it right
    And are responding like you should

    Well finally he got lonely
    Frightened thoughts filled his head
    And he went up to the teacher
    And this is what he said..

    and he said
    Flowers are red, green leaves are green
    There's no need to see flowers any other way
    Than the way they always have been seen

    Time went by like it always does
    And they moved to another town
    And the little boy went to another school
    And this is what he found

    The teacher there was smilin'
    She said...Painting should be fun
    And there are so many colors in a flower
    So let's use every one

    But that little boy painted flowers
    In neat rows of green and red
    And when the teacher asked him why
    This is what he said..

    and he said
    Flowers are red, green leaves are green
    There's no need to see flowers any other way
    Than the way they always have been seen.

    so sad right... my gp teacher read this song/poem out to us. really made me think abt it... so i went to look for it n presto. here it is. maybe someone out there has had a similar experience...
slash with the pen ||| 4:51:00 pm