Envy is the colour green
like a tasty garden bean.
Some of us are colourblind,
if they aim to go and find
tasty beans, they cannot stand
veggies from a foreign land.
It disturbs their inner man
who is certain that he can
outperform the ones who savour
accolades of lovely flavour.
What he finds though in his rage
on the world's creative stage
is a legume of renown
but its colour is pure brown.
Herbert Nehrlich
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/rupert-s-envy/
