Ode to an Orange

So I was eating and orange and had the itch to write a poem, and came up with this:

O great orange, such a citrusy fruit
you have great flavor, to tame this brute
how you bring a tear to my eye every time I peel you
you help me fight my colds,
but some scientists say that may not be true
but you still find a way to appease my appetite
even if I drink your nectar like a juice
tropicana and minute maid may have tamed you
squeezed, and squashed you
in the many forms you may exist
may you also satisfy the cravings of the rest
and may you live in my memories of feasts in the past