Buoyed my spirits in blue, red, and green
Sadly the path was ever so down
I gave up blue, now left grasping two
I no longer was holding a frown
Came to like green more than I mean
Always liked red more than I said
So grasping those two as if for my life
Started causing me no end to discomforts and strife
Tried letting off one, the other would stick
(At this point I knew I was ever so thick)
Our Father would need to take these two now
Before I would stray too far away
And died flying o'er all without knowing how
I cannot unwish, but I can pray
For the freedom to have a balloon free day
God bless,
>P<
Joshua Fahey
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