I reamed a ream of tangerines
when juice was low, and I was thirsting
I chose the ones with meager seeds
To start my empty bladder bursting

Still, I was young and negligent
about the dangers joined with reaming
I wouldn't spend another cent
on goggles to protect from stinging

Thus, the problems start with spray
coming from those lucious oranges
as they sear your eyes away
and they turn your sight to bla-a-a-a-ak.

And still I reamed and reamed and reamed
as my neck throbbed from unchanged dryness
I kept on juicing, though it seemed
my vision never would be flawless

Finally, all the fluid flowed
and I was left with orange nectar
As it proceded down my throat
I knew I was in "Refeshed Sector."

. . .I reamed a ream of tangerines.....
. . . and knew my eyesight was in jeopardy..
. . . My throat's not dry, but I can't see!!!
...Still, it was worth the ream I reamed.