Orange

Orange© Jeff OppermanNow see the beautiful sunset ore the ocean blueFiery colors due abound of poems there are a few I wish that I could write one, about that perfect hueBut nothing rhymes with OrangeOrchards stretch for miles, they never seem to stopThere nectar baring fruit is one that’s hard to topA fruit that justifies a sonnet, but might as well be rockBut nothing rhymes with OrangeHow do I describe a basketball?Or the bricks within my garden wallThe autumn leaves before they fallBut nothing rhymes with OrangeSo the hardest line you’ll ever writeOne to keep you up all nightSo please tell if you mightWhat the hell rhymes with ORANGE?Source: Nothing Rhymes with Orange, Orange,