A lady had a garden of oranges
oranges were green
her children were in teen
The garden was irrigated
oranges went yellow
her children needed 'fellow'
The garden entered spring
oranges got burr
her children left her
The garden suffered autumn
though oranges were ripe
her endless tears... and nobody to wipe
The garden may love its fruits
and oranges may be orange
but this poet wants revenge !
Jun 17, 2017
Jun 17, 2017 at 12:50 AM UTC
A lady had a garden of oranges
oranges were green
her children were in teen
The garden was irrigated
oranges went yellow
her children needed 'fellow'
The garden entered spring
oranges got burr
her children left her
The garden suffered autumn
though oranges were ripe
her endless tears... and nobody to wipe
The garden may love its fruits
and oranges may be orange
but this poet wants revenge !
