Orange Is My New Blue

If something rhymed with orange I think, You know another silly poem I'd do But alas should I waste the ink Even though orange is my new blue. Alas the colour orange does make me blue And with halloween close at hand, For Donald Trump here thinking through; Has there ever been a goblin as grand? Pumpkins and Trump on halloween And the colour orange to write a rhyme, Where at his rallies if you've been, Well, maybe now is the perfect time. Yes, orange really is my new blue For to the pumpkin patch I have been And most depressing it is true, For his base and him up close I've seen. Yes, orange really is my new blue For at his rallies there is little doubt, These spooky pumpkins all alike it's true, Have all had their heads hollowed out.