Sense Sonnet - pumper

 Orange Request

I ponder writing a sonnet

On a color, when Orange pops up,

And says why don't I write on it,

Perfect poetic color, yup.

Orange continues to make a case

For being the best color to

Fill up my mind and take up space.

Such bright but underrated hue,

Orange suggests maybe first I may,

As a sensual aid for me,

Swallow down a glass of O.J.

I do, but frustrated I be.

After a while I tell Orange I'm

Having trouble making orange rhyme!