
When I am quiet, silent, sad,
My soul is blue ( or violet ).
If I feel happy, joyful, mellow,
My soul turns golden color yellow.
Occasionally it is green:
The day was grey (or had bad dream).
When I smell roses, catch a wink,
My soul will turn carnation pink...
The frown will make my soul ash brown...
The flu will make it changing hue...
I could go on and on forever
With metamorphosis. However,
I ask you : please, don’t get me wrong:
I do no not look like chameleon!
Most of the time, my soul is red
And I have lots ov love to spread!

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