Friday, June 17, 2016


Now see the beautiful sunset ore the ocean blue Fiery colors due abound of poems there are a few I wish that I could write one, about that perfect hue But nothing rhymes with Orange Orchards stretch for miles, they never seem to stop There nectar baring fruit is one that's hard to top A fruit that justifies a sonnet, but might as well be rock But nothing rhymes with Orange How do I describe a basketball? Or the bricks within my garden wall The autumn leaves before they fall But nothing rhymes with Orange So the hardest line you'll ever write One to keep you up all night So please tell if you might What the hell rhymes with ORANGE?

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