C
C ERISE by KEN NORDINE
to
sorr y say but
cerise
acco
n i rd
o st... m e h t o t g
so
u rc
e
who lives near
ue
Is out of it TRUE?
CERISE AS
IS D E F I N I T E LY
OUT
THE OPPOSITE OF IN
Don’t ask ME WHY
Doesn’t
MAKES SENSE TO M E T H A N I T D O E S TO YO U
SEE C O T E
R IS
E
mo
i
sitt
d,
n
. s i l l y, s a . . g
ping.. .
MELANCHOLY MAD here in the deepest of dumps...
COME
COME S
Ce r ise ,w h at do you t hink
WO U LD
P T H INK I NK
AND OH WHAT
G R EY
WOULD SAY
And if
FUSCHIA could see you
fUsSiNg
so
now i am sorry cerise... ...but with your talent
for
tingeing
EVERY SHADE OF YOU SHOULD!
or I will call the police
Did you hear me, cerise?
... the police
C
! E ERIS
Taken from the spoken word album Colors, by Ken Nordine Phillips Records – PHS 600-224, 1964 Transcr ibed and typeset by Justin Tran 2017