At breakfast I tried an orange
The acid made my mouth swell
I threw it in the rubbish bin
And chucked the orange juice as
well
That orange it made me so angry
My body can’t cope with such fruit
I moaned about it for the rest of
the day
Until everyone wished I was mute
The rest of the day was crap
My sore throat and headache got
worse
I’m beginning to think that that
orange
Was poisoned, or filled with a
curse.
(Inspired by Wendy Cope's poem The Orange)
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