Colorful Disarray

Red is the color of anger
It was the color that symbolized the gangsters
They were furious because they couldn't get answers
Members of another crew made a transfer
You can't believe the trouble that occurred
Everyone's heads were vaguely blurred
The words of everyone were vaguely slurred
Everyone involved felt as if they had been stirred
So, in this condition found was the gangsters
Who wore the color red to symbolize their anger

Orange is the color of hunger
In a way it resembled that helpless gunner
Who went to jail, ane there was no wonder
Many places he took the time to plunder
Out of all of the other prisoners, he was younger
He had to steal and murder to get a good night of slumber
Immediately, he was placed in a cell with a bunker
Now, he was in a place with a lot of suffering
A person who had barely anything to eat was a helpless gunner
Who wore the orange jumpsuit that symbolized his hunger

Yellow is the color of happiness
The opposite of the lady in the yellow dress
Her foul spirit was full of nastiness
Her scowling face looked a dreadful mess
Everyone felt her ghastliness
Her face showed a great dealing of stress
She was unhappy, I had guessed
Something clearly was making her depressed
But yet, she wore that beautiful yellow dress
Whose color was yellow which is happiness

Green is the color of envy
The lady in the dress was the least bit friendly
Inside her she was in a bit of a frenzy
Though her insides felt as though she were empty
She was jealous of her neighbor whose husband was a gentry
She didn't have anyone who would hold her so gently
Maybe there was something she had to do differently
And so she watched her neighbor intently
To her next door neighbor she wasn't a bit friendly
Because she was to occupied with being green with envy

Blue is the color of being sad
The police uniform was always worn by a man who was mad
To onlookers it was as if the man was never glad
For himself he always felt bad
His children was in no way proud of their dad
They hoped that his attitude wouldn't cause a fad
To their dismay, it in fact had
He was responsible for why his neighborhood went bad
And to this day the man is still mad
His favorite color is blue, and the man is always sad

Purple is the color of being worried
There was a crowd of cars in front of the woman who hurried
To her daughter's accident she scurried
At the funeral the daughter was buried
Ever since, the woman was wearied
Ever since, to everyone she queried
Her mind was always flurried
Her expression was always harried
For the rest of her life the woman was in a hurry
To escape the effects of all of her worry
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In my opinion, I don't think that this is that good because of the way that I wanted it to rhyme, but I shared it anyway. If you have a difference of opinion, then I'll be glad to hear it!