They cast themselves across the skies

In colours ranging seven

They covered the world in merry shades

As they reached out to heaven

 

They stretched themselves ever far

And disappeared into the clouds

Leading to a pot of gold somewhere

Under a Leprechaun’s shroud

 

I wondered if God had painted

The world in different hues

But changed his mind several times

Because of bad reviews

 

Oh what a sight they were

The rainbow silhouettes

The Ancient Birds flocked down upon me

And I was caught in their colour nets