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Red orange yellow 

All the hues of a rainbow you know

Spun around like trying on a brand new dress

And now, look at you, you’re a mess. 

Been through fog and low visibility

Handled more than your capability

Against strong winds you stood

Pushed back more than you should
You were more than my Brolly

You were my companion

More often than not

My weapon

Been stretched too far these spokes

Broken more than a wing

Endured many a swing

Have seen (and been with) too many blokes

Now I bid you adieu

You’ve served well

But now it’s due

For Brolly number two for its debut.