HAIL THE RETURN OF THE ORANGE

there are several weeks in the late fall ( at least in this area) when oranges are either:
a- impossible to find
b- of terrible quality
c- so expensive you would have to trade your first born for a half dozen

the last is not an option, first her husband would probably object, and second my first(and only born if truth be told) has a brown belt in akido and i'd probably get the crap kicked out of me....

where was i

oh yah......hail the orange......

oranges are without a doubt my favorite fruit, and even though what i got was a bag of navel oranges, not my favorite, still to a person deprived of oranges for several week they tasted great.....(or is it depraved......nah i've been depraved way longer then several weeks,,,,i think deprived is probably correct)

but i digress

although as a sometimes poet i hate the word orange......no rhyme.....but that not withstanding....

HAIL THE RETURN OF THE ORANGE