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How to Stop Zach From Crying in the Car

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For my brother it was the color orange
All children need something and orange was it for him
There is not much orange up here
Mostly grey
That is the opposite of orange if you ask me but no one
does so I keep my thoughts to myself
Mumbling rots children my teacher says
I don’t want to rot
We once bought a huge case of oranges but we only ate
half
The other half rotted
Flies were attracted to the sticky smell
Rotting fruit, especially oranges, has a peculiar scent
Personally I can’t stand citrus
Especially oranges
One time a school but ran over a forgotten orange in the
parking lot at preschool
Pulpy guts inched to the gutters on its last breath
They never got the smell out of the concrete




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