I love Oranges so much I squeeze the juice directly into my EYES!

Hi Aroc

oranges are my passion play
I want to squeeze them everyday
a taste of colour, sweet and round
No greater joy may there be found
Other then my lady's oranges!

hahaha
great

now do one about your love of clouds

I DEMAND IT

I don't have paypal

Cloud is okay

but I don't love him

Well, today's been a good day, and I want to finish it off with a silly poem:

A silly poem
about a mime
who writes his verse
for the sake of rhyme:

Inside his box of imagined locks
he wiggles and wriggles
from onlookers' tickles
and their incredibly fickle, demeaning giggles.

The gypsy beneath
his white face freckled
he must bequeath
lest he be heckled.

A ghost among brethren
from hell to high heaven,
along causeways rampant
with ramparts of laymen.

Does he expect payment
this lull of employment,
these months his maiden
with child she is laden?

Inside his mind,
they are unkind,
but sometimes his verse
rhymes with the chimes,
and smiling with glee
he finds the key
that finally unlocks
this imaginary box.

Nice Xeno,
somehow though I always think of the pokemon episode with this mr.mime
when thinking of mime.
I like the 'box with imagined locks' thought
aswellthe interesting questions (like does he expect payment).