'Esqueeze Me Please (Slight Manipulations Of Oranges- -Lighter Or Later Veins) Poem by me poet yeps poet

We are not oranges
so much is true
but we all love oranges
on a tree
or
a beauty

it addsa melody to life
all know it

we squeeze oranges
and the likes
what a sound sleep
then comes
as oranges bounce about..
has any one a doubt

so keep it in mind
all oranges are a lovely dream

we love the hand squeeze
as oranges we do
don't you

smile then
this lighter vein will do

more serious poem follows