I sat annoyed at my brain;
It's two halves were being stubborn.
For no matter how I searched,
No words could I summon.

I paced into the kitchen,
My mind was all a fluster.
My weary brain scanned the room,
For an idea that it could muster.

My search came to a halt;
I spotted the fruit in its bowl,
"Finally! At Last!" I thought,
"A subtle spark within my soul!"

I assessed the sight before me;
beautiful, ripe oranges.
I knew right then what I should do,
Er... something... to do with a lozenge? *******. Back to square one then, ey.