As the colors blend on this paper I begin to see that this work is an original just like me.

A duplicate you'll never find.  This design is from my mind.  

The colors are different and they add their own flavor.  Red's not hating because black has become his neighbor.

Yellow is aged and her clothes are falling apart.  I grab some clear tape to help her out and then I can finish my piece of art.


Purple is having a hard time as of late.  The job she has she doesn't like because the pay's not so great.

Brown is so good to her boss and has begged for a raise.  He sent
her a stained memo that said " I'm working on your situation. It should be rectified one of these days."  Mr. Brown

I keep my eye on green because he's always watching me and my homies.  I heard him mumble something about the other colors I hang with.  He said they were phonies.

White talked to Orange the other day and she didn't have a clue.....that Orange had been fired from her job and now Orange is feeling blue.

They all used to live in a box.....until I dumped them on the table.  The crayons rolled and scattered relieved to see the light of day.  They were glad to be free of a box that didn't have cable.

No matter what our differences are and the problems we go through.....when we work together .....we make gray skies blue.

We can make grown ups small and children grow.  Your imagination is allowed free reign.  Now in which direction will you go?