Purple Oranges!

I see, I see
     Said the partridge to the queen
Right before it bit off her nose
     In the emperor's old clothes
That was lacking many toes
     Clothes have toes? Wow, who knows.

With many highs and lows
     And a plate of escargot?
Owning many foes?
     With their masterful use of prose.

And habits of picking their nose
          (Oh wait, I used nose didn't I?
           Alas, yes)

Um..harbouring lots of hoes
          Laced in sucrose?
With added glucose!

Then I suppose it snows and glows,
this winter rose. Not that I would oppose.

We should jump quick to Moes,
with our bitten off Toes,
to find some hearty schmoes
(said in a buzz
          lightyear way, meaning smores)

          But what about the UFO's?
They'll just eat more Cherios


(I fear we may have exhausted this sudden rhyming)      
(I am ready to admit defeat, I dont' think I can think of any more rhymes!)

Enclose, expose, and predispose?
          It goes, as it flows


Quick, before we get started again, shift the
          topic to something unrhmyable!



Purple oranges!