Senses Index

'Colour me red,' said the sweet perfumed rose.

'Make my fragrance appealing to everyone's nose.

      To my gorgeous green leaves just add a sheen.

       I am the loveliest flower that ever was seen.'


The sweet tasting strawberry said: 'Colour me red.

The sun ripens me in my cosy straw bed.

      Compared to some fruits I may be quite small

      But my sweet tasting juices bring pleasure to all.'


'Yes colour me red,' the fire engine exclaims;

'Like the brilliant colours of fire and its flames.

    I roar down the street with my firemen inside

    And my paintwork is red and I wear it with pride.'


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By Josie Whitehead

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