I see a garage door and want it painted beige

I’ve come to realise this colour’s all the rage

I see the girls go by dressed in their summer clothes

They don’t appreciate beige fashions, I suppose.

I see a line of cars all different, I would guage

Just think how better they would look if they were beige

I have to turn my head and quickly look away

And seek for something beige to buy without delay.

I shop for cardigans and ask if they stock beige

It’s really your best colour if you are of certain age

Though I looked hard enough and shopped to dusk from dawn

The closest I could find were cardigans in fawn.

But, wait a minute, here are trousers found in beige

But knowing my luck they’ll be XOS I’ll wage

They outlawed ageism to set Old Codgers free

But practice beigeism with full impunity.