4 Blue Trucks
I hate blue trucks, he grumbled
We’d only seen a few
White gray and black
Most colors that we knew
Slowly as we noticed
Each week more appeared
Blazing blue metallics
He moans, It’s what I feared
He watches now from heaven
My truck a velvet gray
Once he looks in all directions
I know just what he’ll say
Blue trucks have taken over!
Did you listen? I told you so!
I smile but do not mention
Blue trucks, the way to go!
What a fun sentiment! You have clearly painted a picture of a blue-truck hater. Or is it a metaphor for something else? Hmmmm.