Green is green

and grey is grey

So sayeth the times

Your eyes awake 

With stumbled dreams

Your breath is fetid and dry

Hah-low the chimes of Peru

Ring out!

An angry alpaca is biting at your leg

Go away!

You kick at it and it scurries down the lane 

A woman in black velvet and red boots watches

"Hah!"

She laughs then shuts and locks her door

The rain starts first slow then loud and hard

You bolt for the pub

But its closed

You huddle beneath the arch 

And watch rats scurry the street

Green is green

Grey is grey