Nothing Rhymes with Orange

Well “orange” is a word you cannot rhyme,

Unlike berry, cherry, grape, or lime.

You can make poems ‘bout most any fru-it,

But try with orange and you cannot do it.

 

You will not grapple or pull out your hair,

Trying to rhyme apple or rhyme pear.

Felons will not put a big kibosh,

On plans to rhyme with melons, fig, or squash.

 

You can take plums, with prunes and a banana,

And suck your thumbs with loons in Texarkana.

Eat some guava, tangerines, and avocadoes,

On hot lava with Marines and desperadoes.

 

But rhymes with orange? They’re another matter.

Lines with them will miss, and squish, and spatter.

Like tomatoes hit by baseball batters,

Or cantaloupes that drop from tops of ladders.

 

Try a tango that you find quite slimmin’?

Papaya, mango, and a ripe persimmon.

On a planet with a beach that’s green?

Pomegranate, peach, or, nectarine.

 

But if you write a poem about “orange,”

You’ll get so mad that it will make your core singe.

You’ll scream and shout and go off on a war binge.

You’ll slam the door and knock it off its door hinge.

You’ll write so bad you’ll make both rich and poor cringe.

So please don’t ever to try rhyme with orange.