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Lemonade

Do you remember the lemonade we sold?

We wanted to sell some lemonade
just how they do it in the movies.
We asked your mother to buy us oranges
and to help us squeezing them.

We added sugar and we added love
we had so much fun doing this.
We took some wood and built our booth,
we had some bruises all over our bodies.

We laughed so much, while we sat there
and waited for someone to buy our juice.
It didn't really taste like lemonade,
but that didn't matter, it sold very well.

We sat there for four hours and sold all of it.
Many people gave us a tip, we earned so much.
I still recall the amount we made, 27 $ and 50 cents.
So much money, enough to buy the whole world.
But not enough to have you stay with me.
Not enough for you to live on.

I still remember how bad it tasted, so sour.
We both drank it and then we wondered
how anybody could buy that.
One memory will never fade - the lemonade.
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