Blue

Blue is a pretty color

To have such trashy use.

On Monday Morn we have "the blues",

"Blue-blood" though royal has a stigma

That may be why many choose

To view Royalty as enigma.

A "blue movie" has a smutty tone,

Why didn't they call them green?

And blue is the rarest color seen

On Nature's glorious palette.

And as for milk without the cream,

It's called "blue-john"---Just forget it!

Some artists have had a problem.

The painters of yesteryear

Found that blue pigment cost them dear.

It was made from blue lapis lazuli--a stone

Which was costly and rare-I fear,

And made scarce a bluish tone.

When an Amish daughter is to marry,

Blue is the color her Dad paints the gate.

Because he is blue to lose her? No, wait!

It's because he is glad to declare

That he'll soon be breaking her plate

And she'll be missing the old maid's snare.

Anyone want blue milk or blue meat?

It is the color in food that we shun.

Blue liver or blue potatos would never be fun.

Blue eggs would be a daring item

Fried sunny side up where the yolk would run.

I wouldn't even look and I sure wouldn't bite 'em.

But having said all of this, there are some things

Blue that I like---and I am gonna stick to it

Blue skies, blue seas, blue sapphires-they all fit

And I've seen some quite pretty blue eyes

Which if I hadn't been sharp in my wit,

Might have led to legal ties.