I am required by law to post this somewhere on the internet at least once a year.~Rachel
Some days are yellow. Some are blue. On different days I'm different too. You'd be suprised how many ways I change on different colored days. On bright red days how good it feels to be a horse and kick my heels! On other days I'm other things. On bright blue days I flap my wings. Some days, of course, feel sort of brown. Then I feel slow and low, low down. Then comes a yellow day. And, wheeeeee I am a buzy buzzy bee. Grey day... Everything is grey. I watch. But nothing moves today. Then all of a sudden I'm a circus seal! On my orange days that's how I feel. Green days. Deep deep in the sea. Cool and quiet fish. That's me. On purple days I'm sad. I groan. I drag my tail. I walk alone. But when my days are happy pink it's great to jump and just not think. Then come my black days. MAD. And LOUD. I howl. I growl at every cloud. Then comes a mixed-up day. And WhAM! I don't know who or what I am! But it all turns out all right, you see. And I go back to being... me.
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