Orange
is a fruit we all
know this well. We peal
it's skin off and eat the fruit within.
Some times bitter, some times sweet.
Smells well of orange. Coats our
fingers and skin then drifts
into the air, illusive
but we know
it is there.
But i have a
question about
the orange.
What *** is it?
Answers please in poem form!
Dec 18, 2011
Dec 18, 2011 at 3:27 PM UTC
Orange
is a fruit we all
know this well. We peal
it's skin off and eat the fruit within.
Some times bitter, some times sweet.
Smells well of orange. Coats our
fingers and skin then drifts
into the air, illusive
but we know
it is there.
But i have a
question about
the orange.
What *** is it?
Answers please in poem form!
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