To make my soul ring like a bell

I want a coat of cherry red
To help me now the summer’s dead
I want a coat of teal as well
To make my soul ring like a bell

Our colours are  by nature taught
And in a mix,by artist’s  caught
Some wear blue to match their eyes
And some  like black to match their sighs.

Women  have a privilege
For bright as flowers we can dress
To cheer the men as they pass by,
Or in a poppy meadow lie.

While men must look like office clerks
Or nasty dogs that bite and bark
But for your lady why not buy
A   raincoat blue  like Lenny cried?

We are part of the whole world
So like flowers we unfurl
Let us enjoy loving all
Until we hear the final knell