How the Color Orange Came to be

Once upon an hour there was a red moose
This particular moose ate a yellow fly
The fly you see dared the moose to eat him
"I dare you toe eat me!" he cried, surely to die

A minute after swallowing the fly
The moose began to go so high
High in red and high in yellow
Soon he was a peculiar color

This particular color was never invented
There was no word to describe it
The moose felt as if he was demented
He felt that he was going out of his wit

A huge crowd began to dawn upon the creature
There stood all kinds of yellows reds and blues
All kinds of amazing different hues
But no one was the color of the poor poor moose

"What color is that?" A silly old goose was the first to cry
"Why, I do believe it's a hue of red!" An old red cat said
"No, no, it's a hue of yeller!" shouted a wise goat
No one was certain of the color of the moose

Then came the fly, flying out the moose's nose
"He's orange!" yelled the fly and ending everyone's woes

Now it's been years, centuries, and decades since that hour
Since that hour a lot was discovered about color
This particular story is about how the color orange was made

Reviews

[Apatheia]

Very original. I like it.

[Tasha]

Thanks, glad you liked it :)