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Thursday, 30 November 2017

Marching to the beat of a different drum




Flowers Are Red 
7’ 22”

The little boy went first day of school

He got some crayons and started to draw
He put colors all over the paper
For colors was what he saw
And the teacher said.. What you doin' young man
I'm paintin' flowers he said
She said,
It's not the time for art young man
And anyway flowers are green and red
There's a time for everything young man
And a way it should be done
You've got to show concern for everyone else
For you're not the only one

And she said

Flowers are red young man
Green leaves are green
There's no need to see flowers any other way
Than the way they always have been seen

But the little boy said

There are so many colors in the rainbow
So many colors in the morning sun
So many colors in the flower and I see every one

Well the teacher said

You're sassy
There's ways that things should be
And you'll paint flowers the way they are
So repeat after me

And she said

Flowers are red young man
Green leaves are green
There's no need to see flowers any other way
Than the way they always have been seen

But the little boy said

There are so many colors in the rainbow
So many colors in the morning sun
So many colors in the flower and I see every one

The teacher put him in a corner

She said
It's for your own good
And you won't come out 'til you get it right
And all responding like you should
Well finally he got lonely
Frightened thoughts filled his head
And he went up to the teacher
And this is what he said, and he said

Flowers are red, green leaves are green

There's no need to see flowers any other way
Than the way they always have been seen

Time went by like it always does

And they moved to another town
And the little boy went to another school
And this is what he found
The teacher there was smilin'
She said
Painting should be fun
And there are so many colors in a flower
So let's use every one

But that little boy painted flowers

In neat rows of green and red
And when the teacher asked him why
This is what he said
And he said

Flowers are red, green leaves are green

There's no need to see flowers any other way
Than the way they always have been seen.


Songwriters: Harry F. Chapin


Flowers Are Red lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc

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Saturday, 26 August 2017

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Date: Sat, 26 Aug 2017 20:56:03 +1000
To: Richard Mulvaney <Richard.Mulvaney@launceston.tas.gov.au>
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