Orange is hope, the next color of our rainbow,
It's sadly a feeling that some don't know.
Hope is abstract, but somehow there,
Even when your in despair.
So long as you've seen yellow, however crappy
You'll see orange before long, after being happy.
Don't lose it if you get it, don't you dare,
It'll force you to love it and trust it and care,
But don't trust hope, no don't go there,
Because, in the end, you'll think it was unfair.
Hope is SO HARD! NOTHING IN THE ENGLISH DICTIONARY RYHMES WITH ORANGE! ITS DRIVING ME NUTS!
-Ham
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