Muddy

Funny thing about mud
It's a color
That isn’t thought of as so
But as sure as there's green leaf green
Or blood red blood
You can also be sure there's muddy mud mud
As a color, I mean

And which, if it weren’t all around
Would leave little hope
For a bar we call soap
Mud, or muddy, whichever you prefer
Is the bane of existence to every human her
But to the sellers of soap
Mud, or muddy, is the great white hope

Hooray for dirt
And even dust
Both are considered a muddy mud must
So next time you say “oh no” to yourself
When muddy mud mud makes dirty what's clean
Think what this doggerel's logic has been
As you take from its shelf the antidote soap
If there wasn't a color called mud
Or muddy or muddy mud mud
There would be very little hope
For soap