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Guess Who's Coming To Lunch?

Practically all
the people were blue
so when the orange man
came to town for lunch
they became afraid.

"Who are you, man?"
they all did cry ...
unfamilar
in your orangeness.

You are not
one of us
we do fear

Unblue
ugly

You.

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Carol Sunshine Brown

August 12, 2009 at 10:49 AM

Oh my Sue do not fear I am neither orange or blue. I am Lavendar and I smell so pretty. Kidding aside Sue wonderful poem you have written here. I am in a funk today. I shed my skin for the contest. And it is hurting so much. Love, Carol

Sarah Frieman

February 9, 2009 at 2:25 PM

First off thank you for the review. Second very well written I can see the fear of the unknown.

Kristin Reynolds

February 6, 2009 at 1:52 AM

Now how did I miss this tangerine beauty? I like Vinces comment - lol - a powerful poem. As for my poem, The slow Glide down and it's quote, the quote is mine. Often time a quote will come to me right before I write a poem, so I feel there must be some connection there. Thank you, my Aquarian sister, yet, it seems February always get's the creative juices flowin! Love, Kristin

Debbie Guzzi

February 4, 2009 at 12:09 PM

Nice cautionary verse. Thank you for the nice comment on Sweet Tart. Light & LOve Debbie

Vince Suzadail Jr.

February 4, 2009 at 11:32 AM

You got something against orange guys? Whenever I run into an "orange" woman, I check out her navel. Damn, I better stay away from peaches. God Bless, Sue. Vince

Deborah Herber

February 3, 2009 at 5:13 PM

I wish I had your talent! All I can write is dumb rhyming poems. Its so cool how your words come to life! I love reading your poetry!

Denis Joe

February 3, 2009 at 5:46 AM

Sue, I like this a lot. The layout is great and provides the structure for the poem. here in Britain, this could have a strong political meaning and that is what is so good about poetry: the abundance of meanings. I wouldn't read this poem as a message against discrimination. To me it is a staement on a shaking off of past ideals. It truly is a wonderful work because it plays so well with readers' perceptions.

Sharon Winter

February 2, 2009 at 1:44 PM

Clever use of this form Miss Sue, with a great message. Fear, could very well be the root of all evil. Do ya think? Awesome write. Love, Shar

Iolanda Scripca

February 1, 2009 at 10:53 PM

I speak English with an accent so I know I am orange :) It's weird when grown-ups "pretend" they cannot pronounce your name but your students in Kindergarten know how to. I guess we need more ORANGE around here!