Monday, December 15, 2014

Orange Juice

Orange Juice

There’s an orange stuck in my door-hinge,
I think I’ll make orange juice from my orange friend.

Back and forth, my door bends,
drops of juice tend to my thirsty trend.

A swinging caboose inside a passenger caboose,
I’ll grab one and offer the other a tall glass of orange juice.


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