In an orphanage
there was an orange kid
who didn't run and play
like the other kids did.
He would build communicators
out of Lego blocks,
parts from the T.V.
and two alarm clocks.

When it was time to adopt
people would always stare
at his orange skin
and his orange hair
but he didn't care
he was far from home
no one else was orange
he was so alone...

but then one day
he lifted up his chin
opened up his eyes
and started to grin
with excitement
when this couple walked in
who were looking for a child
orange just like them...