And on that note let me copy/paste one of Bertel’s poems:
Purple Poem - a poetic purple suit to the color purple
I got purple pants and purple gloves on my hands.
I got a purple mind, of a different kind
I would have a purple hat, if it was not black
I got a purple soul, or
so I was told.
Purple, purple, purple…
Pour the purple, purple stream,
waterfall of purple dreams.
Gleams of purple haze when smoking.
Don’t you think I’d just been joking!
Purple is the color purple,
sometimes hue in red or blue,
most of times it’s simply purple, purple,
purple time,
purple rhyme,
this is it:
A purple sign!
Nothing purple left behind,
purple as a violet, violet,
nothing purple is a hurdle,
shining red and blue as true,
mix it up or differentiate it,
purple is what purple made it,
understand!
don’t misconceive,
simply make it make believe,
purple is the greatest color,
everything is just a tad more duller.
I think I here have made my point:
Not pink, not grey, nor green or yellow:
Purple is the color of this fella!
Feel free to make it your official guild anthem.