Orange and a Lamb

orange anda lamb

An orange sat sideways on a lamb, and I swam.

 

Over tree roots and through fresh fruit.

 

Sharp thorns pierced my hide as I hid

 

Looking about feverishly for those and that kid

 

Black. With a little red on my edge,

I can turn but I do so slowly

 

White hair and a mean face smile down through the increasing rain

 Lightning strikes my tree and the man is gone.

 

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