Brown is fur and feather, skin and hair. Brown to run your fingers through. Brown are eyes to get lost in. Brown are our rivers, turbid waters hiding secrets. Brown is soil, mud, mulch and manure. Brown is timber and mushrooms in many hues. Brown are seeds, bark, and dried leaves. Brown is a dead plant to mourn over. Brown is a sun baked lawn and a long hot summer.
Brown is baking, and chocolate, coffee and freshly cooked toast. Brown are wondrous spices, cinnamon, nutmeg, anise, cumin, coriander.
Brown is a joy to wrap your lips around.
How now brown cow?
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