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Museum dying,
We needed a rescue plan
Thief to steal blue vase.
He was a made man
He took the secret oath
But his blood was blue.
He painted at night
"A masterpiece?" they all asked
Sunflowers were blue.
The rain fell down hard
It was chill, cold, and windy
The sky was still blue.
I looked in his bag
It was a painting - the thief !
Van Gogh Starry Night.
I opened the hive
And checked the honey flow
It was sweet and blue !
“Why blue?” they asked him
He shook his head and laughed
“Was born a burglar.”
Shades of blue snake
They lure you gentle and sweet
And swallow you whole.
Do you know why those
Mosquitoes love police?
Their blue uniforms!
She deserved the sun
The high blue skies always
