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Aug 2018
It is dangerous for a poet who is lyrically inclined
To even think a word like orange should be included in a rhyme.
Although it’s fruit is succulent and it’s juice is sweet,
The word is something of a loner, one whose
Rhyme you’ll never meet.
It is borrowed from the Sanskrit whose lands gave us the fruit  
Any cunning linguist will confirm I speak the truth.
Orange  from the Sanskrit word  Naranga.
John F McCullagh
Written by
John F McCullagh  63/M/NY
(63/M/NY)   
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