Orange asked an orange 'who are you? '
'I'm color' said the orange 'I'm an orange' said the fruit
'What's the difference between me nd you? '
'You are the colour of my skin on my roof'
Asked the orange 'And you? '
'You are a limerick rhyming me like a fool'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
wow what a great writing; though it's humorous to you but to me it's a great lesson about racism; in this world though we justify others as best nation by skin color yet we need as essential being the inside activities, that's it's a fool and useless justification.....////superb poem penned