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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=354686" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Three Oranges</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=354686" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">first time my father overheard me listening to<br>this bit of music he asked me,<br>"what is it?"<br>"it's called Love For Three Oranges,"<br>I informed him.<br>"boy," he said, "that's getting it<br>cheap."<br>he meant sex.<br>listening to it<br>I always imagined three oranges<br>sitting there,<br>you know how orange they can<br>get,<br>so mightily orange.<br>maybe Prokofiev had meant<br>what my father<br>thought.<br>if so, I preferred it the<br>other way<br>the most horrible thing<br>I could think of<br>was part of me being<br>what ejaculated out of the<br>end of his<br>stupid penis.<br>I will never forgive him<br>for that,<br>his trick that I am stuck<br>with,<br>I find no nobility in<br>parenthood.<br>I say kill the Father<br>before he makes more<br>such as<br>I.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Charles+Bukowski">Charles Bukowski</a></strong></div>