Orange
Orange is the ribbon tied in your hair,
Elegant and beautiful you sparkle here and there.
Orange is the shell you find at the beach,
In the water just out of reach.
The butterfly opens its wings,
Orange shines out and sings.
Orange is the clownfish in the tropical sea,
He spends all his time telling jokes to me.
Orange is the lipstick out of style,
Found in the corner of the store in a pile.
In the morning orange comes up with a fight,
Then at night it's out of sight.
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