Re: RHS Colors & Names (Iris Humor)
I dream of it both night and day,
But sometimes feel compelled to say:
"My dreams are of such little use---
Shall I never see an iris of puce?"
I suggest Not rouge infernal, not maroon
Nor crimson lake, nor flayed baboon,
Assuage my constant reveries
Of puce incarnadine, it seems.
Ever willling to trot nonsense out by the square yard on demand in Richmond,