_No orange rhyme_
Just a word rhyme,
a range you read with your eye.
_No orange rhyme_
Just a few slices with morning porridge,
I prayed before to keep homage.
_No orange rhyme_
Just me nearly close to courage,
a couple more words to speak knowledge.
The know is hanging off the ledge,
where dreams fell into being dead.
In over my head,
so over in my head, to be
back again at knowledge.
_No orange rhyme_
In amongst any line,
hard to find an orange line,
That's so sublime inside this
orange rhyme.
_There's no orange rhyme_
But just an orange blossom,
inside Orange County,
If you need a few, I brought some.
Sing how, and I'll follow with howdy.
We'll have some orange juice,
while we both wear orange shoes.
Groove on in an orange grove,
just like the cultivation of an
orange group.
**** on some orange's mint,
amongst the oranges picked.
_And talk about no orange rhyme_
Dec 20, 2021
Dec 20, 2021 at 5:00 AM UTC
_No orange rhyme_
Just a word rhyme,
a range you read with your eye.
_No orange rhyme_
Just a few slices with morning porridge,
I prayed before to keep homage.
_No orange rhyme_
Just me nearly close to courage,
a couple more words to speak knowledge.
The know is hanging off the ledge,
where dreams fell into being dead.
In over my head,
so over in my head, to be
back again at knowledge.
_No orange rhyme_
In amongst any line,
hard to find an orange line,
That's so sublime inside this
orange rhyme.
_There's no orange rhyme_
But just an orange blossom,
inside Orange County,
If you need a few, I brought some.
Sing how, and I'll follow with howdy.
We'll have some orange juice,
while we both wear orange shoes.
Groove on in an orange grove,
just like the cultivation of an
orange group.
**** on some orange's mint,
amongst the oranges picked.
_And talk about no orange rhyme_
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