I WENT TO THE GROCERY AT THE END OF MARCH

I went to the grocery store at the end of March,

All I could afford was a small box of starch,

But, I'm glad it was present,

To feed this starving peasant,

I just need a pop or I'll parch.

THE KING OF COLORS

The King of Colors presents,

To his colorless, subjugated peasants,

His colorful wealth,

That he hides not with stealth,

Like peacocks more than pheasants.