Orange

I used to chew a haliborange,
Nowadays I prefer to eat an orange.
Whilst lounging in the sun,
For All of you that know me.
I decided to make a rhyme with orange,
As I was told it couldn't be done.

Orange is the colour that I hate,
When I look at it,
It gives me such a headache.
That's why I threw out,
The wife's orange plastic picnic plates.
Fluorescent orange drive's me insane,
It seems to attack my mind and brain,
By giving me an awful migraine.




Poetry by Alan J Ripley The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2022-09-11 at 01:29

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arquious The PoetBay support member heart!
Itís not too strange to eat an orange 🍊 and enjoy it outdoors! I prefer my fruit chilled first specially on hot 🥵 summer days.
2022-09-16