So you do as your
Mother suggested
And make lemonade.
So many lemons.
So much lemonade.
Your friends all suggest
You open a stand.
You open a stand.
Handmade lemonade.
Fresh-squeezed lemonade.
It doesn’t sell well.
You burn down the stand.
You spend time in jail.
You write a memoir,
The Lemonade Tales.
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