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I dedicate a color to my dearest friends and family Who, so solemnly and nicely dressed come visit me I must confess, I feel like Gena might Upon her opening night And so, the hounding begins A sudden crack on the shins Whip stinging, say, "Oh, hello You look like someone I know" Fiery red, I give my mom My dad, transparent, he is gone My sisters, I give black and white And guys I hate, well, fuck 'em bright My friends get shades of blue And ginger green to you While sniggering up your sleeve A kid, a joke, just like wee Guys in a schoolyard, aged five The baddest honcho alive Track down your friends to a bar Trace over steps in a car Say, that's a pretty excuse Make mine a pineapple juice Bugbears are plenty round here Give him a clip on the ear Says, dad in front of TV Decide channel randomly I feel something coming on A funny turn or a wrong decision made casually Like dad in front of TV, regurgitation and goo Ten squillion eyes watch As you put up a pretty good fight On this, your opening night On this, your opening night On this, your opening night On this, your opening night On this, your opening night