Orange to many, red to others.
“Grief” say many, “Relief” say others.
Some, with greatest dread and many tears to shed,
stay in bed, saying, “Now, we’re all dead!
The great lion’s roaring!”
Others though, filled with great relief, look on with disbelief,
cheer the chief, saying, “What’s their beef?
The great eagle’s soaring!”
The one thing, you see,
of which they can agree
is that they totally disagree,
unfortunately,
now,
their
only
sign
of
u n i t y…