Nothing’s as sweet as a lil’ orange cutie,
Plump and petite, a fun-sized tutti frutti.
Bite through its center,
Rush of pure splendor.
Delicious and tart orange cutie.
I married a man who would play,
He’d trick me with love so I’d stay.
Have me believe I was dumb,
He made me feel numb.
So I left the very next day.
I’d never been called a fat ugly cow,
His anger directed at me somehow.
He punched and he spit,
And threw a big fit.
In 2-point restraints he is now.