Orange+Juice+Sonnet

An orange is a fruit of citrus drink. A sip of this will soothe the savage soul. A world without this would be on the brink. Without the juice, lives are sure to unroll. With its sweet tang and lovely pulpiness And sunset hues that do gleam in its glass. Just take one orange to cute then to press. Work quite hard to produce the juice in mass. Sip the nectar from an ice-cold crystal And feel its sting that runs smooth down your throat. Inhale aromas that go with it still And sees those bubbles on the top do float. Oh how so sweet this drink that I do love Must have been made in heaven up above.