Because I Am Orange
I take myself and sashay all around the town
clicking my canastas, flashing my scarves
Because I am orange
And it is what orange must do
But do you have to be so much yourself?
My mother red and my father yellow ask me.
Heck yes, I reply.
Peeling a banana and mashing it up with a strawberry.
To show them who is boss.
I love mixing up yellow and red.
Because I am orange.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2022
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