Author Robert Browning There was a sky-painter at Folkestone Whose tone for the sky was egg-yolk's tone: This fanciful fellow Mistook blue for yellow So—small was his fame out of Folkestone! Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 Average: 2 (1 vote) Rate Log in or register to post comments