And smelling the sweet citrus smell
I'm not sure if that makes me all together sane
But I won't tell if you won't tell
I love feeling the juice running from my mouth
down my neck, staining my shirt, a sticky spell
I'm not sure if that makes me all together sane
But I won't tell if you won't tell
I love chewing on the rind, the grit in my teeth
That stings my gums and taunts them to swell
I'm not sure if that makes me all together sane
But I won't tell if you won't tell
I don't know if you like oranges like I do
And if how I eat them makes me seem unwell
I'm not sure if that makes me all together sane
But I won't tell if you won't tell
-o0o-
