I spilled my orange juice this morning
Before I went to school—
It was my mother’s final warning;
I broke her golden rule.
In class I found an orange crayon,
I used it on the wall…
My teacher—she really carried on;
She didn’t like my scrawl.
This new boy in school’s got orange hair,
His name is Peter Kirk…
He scribbled a rude word on my chair;
He really is a jerk.
At lunch I took his orange teddy…
I got blamed for that smut!
When he turned to tell Miss LaReddy,
I kicked him in the butt.
I hid in the orange toilet block;
Ripped the ears off his bear,
And stayed in there ‘til two o’clock—
Call my mom—I don’t care.
At three I rode the orange school bus
And thought about my day—
The principal made an awful fuss,
I think I’ll run away.
There’s my mum holding that orange stick;
She’s waiting at the gate…
I should think up something really quick
Or take my daily fate.
But Mom, it was the orange monster,
It’s all I could recall—
I’m Daddy’s little princess, Esther,
And he won’t mind at all.
© Chrissy Siggee
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