Funny you should bring this up Peter, but my wife and I moved to Florida recently and discovered it's full of songwriters. Not to be outdone we sat down and wrote this just this past week. There's a small 'in-joke' about a well known songwriting Floridian!

The Orange Song

When we moved to Florida, we found everyone writing songs
We wanted to fit in, to stake our claim, so we thought we'd join the throng.
We sat down at the piano, we racked our brains for rhyme. . .
And we found it couldn't happen. Orange blocked us every time!

There ain't no rhyme for orange, no matter how you forage.
You can twist, you can turn, you can fume, you can grind
But no matter how you churn, you're still gonna find
There's just no rhyme for orange.

Our new friends kept asking us, "Written that great song yet?"
We said, "It's just so hard to choose! There's so much scope for it!
You got your Suwannee River, those cute tree frogs, and let's not forget the gators!"
But it'd be a whole lot simpler if you folk were growing taters.

There ain't no rhyme for orange, we've looked behind every door hinge
You can fuss, you can fret, you can moan, you can shout
But no matter how you slice it, you'll be going without
A real good rhyme for orange

So we thought of other Florida words, to make our job a breeze
Like Ibix, manatee, Spanish moss, swinging from the trees
Flamingo! Much too difficult! Malaluca? Grant wrote that best.
So here we sit stewing in our own juice trying to process with some zest.


Spoken: We're gonna call our agent.
         Orange ya gonna try again?
           
There ain't no rhyme for orange, we put the guitar in storage
Cause we tried and we cried and we pretty near died
Trying to find that word that's never yet been heard, elusive as a bird, we were so assured, until it finally dawned on us:
There ain't no rhyme for orange!

What do you think?

Jack beck