orange



			Orange

	One night, I believe it was a Thursday night; a mad scientist had a horrible envisionment. He stayed weekends, and even on Veteran's Day, just to formalize the most evil thing ever done on this planet. When he was done with the blue prints to the oh so sinister plan, he began to formulize. Then, he started to carry out his evil actions. In a big, black cauldron, he mixed vinegar, and pepper, and all the horribleness of the world. Mwhahwahahaha! What was his plot? If was roughly 100 acres, outside of Birmingham, Alabama. Oh, you mean his evil plot, taht was of course to devise a word so full of spite and loathing, that just saying it would make people scream. This single word would puzzle song writers for years to come because it would be impossible to rhyme. (He also decided to name a fruit by this word) Ever wonder why Mozart never had any words in his songs, this word did him in. Ever wonder what blinded Ray Charles, this word did. But you know what the mad scientist didn't think about, that words feelings.

		Love is a sign That you are not alone Loneliness is a sign That you don't have any friends Either you stink Or you're ugly You might have bad teeth Or you might be a little pudgy Nonetheless, you are all alone Being an individual is nice You are different from everyone else But with being truly unique Comes with being by yourself Oh, you walk with yourself And you talk with yourself Being all by your lonesome All by yourself Lonely like a piece of old gum for millions of years now Orange has gone unrhymed Orange was full of self pity Slowly going out of his mind There was only one teeter to his totter Just one pea in a pod Three legged races only had two legs And his Parchisi games always looked a little odd Now what would the world be like If orange took a trip and left No more of that fruit or color And I'm sure other things would be bereft Then the amazing happened A word decided to step forward With a bold step and a long stride Here he comes, that rhyming word I was walking home one day Thinking to myself My mind had gone astray I started thinking of little elves Then of suits Then of fruits Then of orange My oh my what rhymes with orange Goringe, foringe, storinge, loringe What in the world rhymes with orange I know there is a word that rhymes with orange Boringe, horinge, moringe, door hinge Well actually that last one was two words, but it still rhymes with orange Oh my, oh my, the words of door hinge I found what rhymes with orange Oh my, oh my the words of door hinge Oh, door hinge Oh, door hinge Orange - door hinge Orange - door hinge
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