6.4.11

A Poem - from Rupo's perspective

If I was a Rupo growing red and free
All I'd want is to find some shade for me
If I get too burnt, I'll fizzle and fry
And I don't much want to die

If I was a Rupo with my hair so red
I'd want everybody to love my head
If I got it dyed everyone would cry
And then I'd be a cloud without a sky

If I was a Rupo with my hair turned grey
I'd want somebody to dye my head of hay
If it went white I'd end my life
And I'd never have the chance to find me a wife

All I want is red will you dye with me?
Change your hair to this colour and I'll be smiley.

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