Oranges to Apples

I saw an orange meet an apple
I swear this is true
It was walking very slow
Feeling sad and blue
He fell off a tree
He didn't have a home
He walked a little ways
He was off on his own
Then out of nowhere
He was bumped off his path
Something rolled right at him
It was going really fast
It was round like him
Yet it was very red
He got hit so hard
It nearly broke em dead
Hey little Orange!
This thing sprung to his feet
Man You're really bright
And you smell pretty neat!
I am called an apple
Humans call me delicious
In fact they say my taste
Is almost over-ambitious
We are so very different
Made not to get along
I'm red - You're orange
They say this is wrong
But all this really means
We're just a couple fruit
Trying to find our place
While we are in our youth
In fact they also believe
We cannot be compared
Deep inside I know
They really just don't care
And as my mother told me
Do best where you fall
Do not care too much
Of what others say at all
Follow your big dreams
Love an orange friend
For your life together
Will be severed at the end
In a great big bowl
Right in a human's mouth
It is in this same place
Their silly words come out


Racquel, Founder
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