internet

the sound of rain, hitting the roof

cooling down the day of winter,

hiding under his quilt horizontally, he typed

to dust a little, his orange site,

but the evil and mean connection,

disallowing him to do so,

giving up wasn't a option,

and orange keep fighting on,

for only his dear readers in his mind.

he fought with his mouse,

and the 'F5' button,

he fought bravely,

yet, little orange is weak,

the battle is lost and failure gloom.

"oh well" , orange sigh

you win tonight, but, don't be happy

for that i will win you back soon.

=)