Color Poems - Orange

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Orange

My friend, Toranj

He loves the color orange

Wherever he sees

He’ll take it and leave

In it’s place,

He’ll leave a blue vase

The other day I found a vase

So I went to Toranj

“Did you eat my orange?”

“No,” he said,

Shaking his head,

“The crayon on your bed,

I took that, instead.”

“What about my orange?”

I asked Toranj

Toranj grinned, crayon in his teeth

“I didn’t eat it,” he said

“But your crayon,

I ate that instead.”

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about Toranj, the dude who eats inanimate objects.... xD  I got bored as you can see ^^  thanks for reading, all :)

greetz,

momamoose

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