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Just An Optical Illusion


In colours I'm various
A chameleon in change;
Through stars, crowns and diamonds
I take a wide range.

Then, leaving the treasures
Of nobles and kings,
I turn me to flowers,
And humbler things.

I'm uniform always
And that you'll think strange;
For one so capricious,
An instant will change.


What am I?

 

 
 
 
   
 
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