The Orange Tree

    by J.K. Hoyt

 Yes, sing the song of the orange tree,

     With its leaves of velvet green;

With its luscious fruit of sunset hue,

    The fairest that ever were seen.

The grape may have its bacchanal verse,

    To praise the fig we are free;

But homage I pay to the queen of all,

    The glorious orange tree.