Bilderverbot

I‘m the word and they’re the picture

When they speak they paint my words

I surround myself in scripture

As they color in my world

And they speak in ways they’re dressed

They wear those colors on their bodies that I absolutely must admit

I’ve never seen before

And they casts a shade of gradients

On any‘ ere their claims are laid

The things they want to say they meant

When spoken make it so

And how they have a sense of smell

Acute to many tastes, they‘ll tell

the tales of old you love the most

This one‘s for you, you wouldn‘t know