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As I Passed the Orange Spotted Tree

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As I passed the orange spotted tree
I saw a group of three.
So when I picked him off the tree,
His brothers and sisters screamed at me.
He was small spherical and orange
He was perfect to me
This thing in my hand is a tangerine you see.
I thought to my self a name for my fruit
Orange
I made a face for my new friend
Put him in a lunch pouch
And went on my way to school.
I brought him out to show to my friends,
There we ate him, so that was the end
For my tangerine named orange who was graciously given to me
By the orange spotted tree.





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