...I would eat an orange
I would use my tight-rope skills and scamper that electric wire, right down into the orange trees center
Look around I would, quick left then right
There it is, the one I saw last night
Down the branch I'd go
Gotta hurry though, daylight is breaking, no time for slow
Off the branch, now down to twig, go go, no time for slow
Twig is bending and bending, looks just like a bow
Why do oranges only grow at end of twig
I have to hold on so tight, veins popping big
Oh, my orange, I love you so
Your smell, your taste, your color, look how you glow
Hurry, hurry daylight's breaking
Hanging low in my bow, I bite and bite, this orange is so freaking...
Oh, my orange, I love you so.
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