Yellow Crane

Yellow crane playfully swaying away 'they call me mellow yellow' he sings day after day, 
green tints with hints of pink engrained in his frame. 
Thinking of days he strained his cranium painfully maintaining weights with chinking chains. 
Now he stays the work delayed, no words to say on these mellow days besides 
‘they call me mellow yellow (quite rightly)' again and again.