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Obsessive Orange
I will always hate the colour orange. Consider: Last meeting was on promoting sales of necklaces, The folder given was orange. Going home was a one-lane affair, An orange sign stated, “Works Ahead”. Orange traffic cones lined the lane on each side. Arriving home I found my wife had installed orange curtains. By this time I began to have some shivers. Dinner began: orange pumpkin soup with orange buffalo wings. “Come dear have some orange juice laced with orange vitamin pills.” Opening TV and orange Garfield appeared. Even the Cheetos and Utz Cheese Balls were orange. Turning to a book what do I get? A Clockwork Orange by Anthony Burgess. That’s when I began to really hate the colour For even the goldfish had the same colour. “Is it possible in this world it’s all orange?” My wife thought about that and said: “Oh no my dear, there’s salmon, carrot, coral, titian….” Disgusted I left the house towards a verdant park.
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