Nonsense Based On The Colour Yellow Poem by David Mitchell

I'm not ashamed to tell you I dislike the colour yellow,
It matters not whether its hue is bright or somewhat mellow,
Unless it is the shade of Tropicana Sanguinello,
For having drunk thereof, indeed I am a merry fellow,
So let the trumpets rend the sky and let the organ bellow,
Full orchestra shall play fff and resound like hell, O!
The echo shall reverberate through mountain high and dell, O!
The gong shall bong, and let resound the tinkling matin bell, O!
That all shall hear from royalty to thief in prison-cell, O!
So all at last shall utterly despise the colour yellow.

(Friday,2nd December,2005.)