The Land of Hue and Shade
In the whimsical land of Hue-and-Shade,
Where colors danced and never seemed to fade,
A jolly old walrus, wearing a red beret,
Arrived in town one bright, sunny day.
The walrus, known as Mr. Shade,
Had a coat that was every color ever made.
With a twinkle in his eye, and a mischievous grin,
He announced, “Gather round, let the color lesson begin!”
“Red,” he started, pointing to his hat,
“Is the color of apples, and this and that.
It’s the shade of roses, and the setting sun,
It’s the first color, where our rainbow’s fun.”
“Next comes orange,” he said with a cheer,
“It’s the color of the fruit, and autumn most clear.
It’s the shade of carrots and goldfish in your bowl,
It’s bright and lovely, and joyful on the whole.”
“Then we have yellow,” he declared with a beam,
“It’s the color of bananas, and custard cream.
It’s the shade of the sun and daffodils in bloom,
It’s a cheery color that can erase gloom.”
“Now let’s look at green,” as he winked his eye,
“The color of grass and the trees that reach high.
It’s the shade of the frog, of the peas on your plate,
It’s cool and fresh, oh, isn’t it great?”
“Blue is next,” he continued his rhyme,
“The color of the sky, the ocean at lunchtime.
It’s the shade of the berries, of a peacock’s spread,
It’s calming and peaceful, just like your bed.”
“Then comes indigo,” he twirled around,
“It’s the color of blueberries, and flowers on the ground.
It’s a lovely mix of blue and red,
A delightful color, as often has been said.”
“And finally violet,” he ended with flair,
“It’s the color of grapes, and a lilac’s share.
It’s the shade of eggplants, of the twilight sky,
It’s rich and royal, a feast for the eye.”
The children clapped and laughed with glee,
Colors were fun, as fun as could be!
From red to violet, and every shade in between,
The world was a canvas, oh, what a scene!
From that day on, in Hue-and-Shade,
Every child knew what the rainbow made.
They saw the world in a brilliant new light,
Thanks to Mr. Shade
