There is no word that rhymes with orange,
It's been that way since days of yorange.
Oh, I've come close
and I have sworange,
I've stomped the floorange
and slamed the doorange,
but now I feel I've lost the warange,
as I stare at my monitorange.
No, there is no word that rhymes with orange,
I know I've said this once beforange,
Maybe I'll move to Baltimorange,
and become a high school janitorange.
Then I'd ponder nevermorange,
Just spend each day
eating a bananna.
