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While walking in a toy store 

The day before today, 

I over heard a Crayon Box 

With many things to say. 


"I don't like red!" said Yellow

And Green said, "Nor do I ! 

And no one here likes Orange

But no one knows quite why." 


"We are a box of crayons 

that really doesn't get along," 

Said Blue to all the others. 

"Something here is wrong!" 

Well, I bought that box of crayons 

And took it home with me 

And laid out all the crayons 

So the crayons could all see. 

They watched me as I colored 

With Red and Blue and Green 

And Black and White and Orange 

And every color in between. 


They watched as Green became the grass 

And Blue became the sky. 

The Yellow sun was shining bright 

On White clouds drifting by. 

Colors changing as they touched, 

Becoming something new. 


They watched me as I colored. 

They watched till I was through. 


And when I'd finally finished, 

I began to walk away. 

And as I did the Crayon box 


Had something more to say........ 


"I do like Red!" said the Yellow 

And Green said, "So do I! 

And Blue you are terrific! 

So high up in the sky." 

"We are a Box of Crayons 

Each of us unique, 

But when we get together 

The picture is complete." 
(author unknown)