The Fallen Rainbow
One fine day while walking 'round,
I found a rainbow on the ground.
Dappled with spots of red and blue,
Orange and green and purple too.
"Help me!" It said, I've "fallen down;
And now I'm lying on the ground!
I cannot fly, high in the sky,
If I'm here much longer, I'll surely die!"
And as I watched, it faded away,
To brown and white and black and grey.
Till all the sign it was ever around,
Was a little patch of muddy ground.
I was there the day a rainbow died;
Since then I've not laughed, but only sighed.