Orange
Orange
The orange falls
Starts running down the halls
I picked it up
But it jumped in the cup
The cup broke
I looked at the clock
It showed time for playing
Instead I started praying
I was hoping the orange would stop
So I brought it back to the shop
Copyright © Dima Diacov | Year Posted 2018
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