Lemonade
Coming inside from play,
Nate just couldn't help it--
Saw lemonade in the fridge,
And drank it down, every bit.
He heard a gasp, then:
"Not the seeds!"
His sister, appalled,
"Nate stop!" She pleads.
"What?" He replies,
His shrug so sure,
"Don't you know?" She asks.
"There is no cure!"
"For wh..." he began to say,
But before very long,
A lemon tree sprouted,
Nate's sister screeched, "MOM!"
Mom came in a flash,
Mouth agape behind her hand,
"Well, I imagine now's a good time
To start a lemonade stand."
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