Cinnamon Thicket

The tangerine flew through the air,
looking much like an orange pear,
It gave me such a scare.

The tangerine fell to the ground,
it made such a sound,
the when I found it on the ground,
I took it straight to the pound.

The tangerine stayed the whole night through,
it seemed to give us all the cue,
that this, was no time for stew.

The tangerine began to soften,
the birds all sniffed at it so often,
that they took to quite a coughin'.

The tangerine molded to the earth,
like my grandma who gave me such mirth,
when she would say, "come sit on my girth,
and i'll tell you a story for all its worth."

But now she is one with the ground,
and I made such a sound,
when I found her on the ground,
for I think she is worth a pound.

The tangerine flew through the air,
it gave me quite a scare,
that silly orange pear.