green poem

Green is the feel of the sparky up grass.
Green is the sound of a big green tick.
Green is the taste of kiwi fruit dripping down my chin.
Green is the sound of the leafs waving in the wind.
Green is the lime taste of a ice block.
Green is the smell of nail ploshie on a girly girl night.
Green is the feel of goo getting stuck between your twos.