Fruit Rhyme 11 – Orange


Round and orange,
Like a sun in your hands,
Conjuring memories,
Of fruit salads and childhood ice treats.
***
Named for it's colour,
Or colour named for it?
Nothing ruins a slice,
Except maybe finding a pip.
***
Whether you drink it,
Pulp included or not,
Or peel it or slice it and suck it,
Some cant resist an Orange's segments.

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