Poems with rhymes of orange

Dans une paix mystique et que rien ne dérange,
On voit s’effacer l’arc impossible à plier
Bleu, rouge, indigo, vert, violet, jaune, orange.

I was then startled by the last orange
rattling through the dry branches and
leaves, fallen at my range...

Now wait a minute, I was in storage
You can vouch, Can’t you orange?

Now wait a minute, I was in storage
You can vouch, Can’t you orange?

the loudness of orange
is nothing so strange

Setting the west in a gleam of orange,
And the brick-red reflection so eloquently cast
On the cool waters of the oceans range.