DO YOU REMEMBER THE WISHFUL DAYS OF TWO DOLLER BILLS?
THE EXCITEMENT OF CANDY INSTEAD OF CRYSTALLY PILLS.
WAITING ON THE FRONT LAWN CHEERING "COME GET YOUR LEMONADE."
GROUPS OF PEOPLE STAGGERING ALONG, IT SEEMED LIKE A PARADE.
THEY WERE COUPLES HOLDING BOTTLES IN BROWN PAPER BAGS.
POURING OUT LIQUID ONTO BLOOD DRIED CUSTY RAGS.
ALL IN HYSTERICS, "HEY STANLY, LOOK AT THIS ADORABLE FUCKER."
WITH BULGING CONSTRICTED EYEBALLS, "MY JAW REALLY HURTS, DO YOU HAVE ANY SUCKERS?"
"NO SIR, JUST LEMONADE."AS I TREMBLED IN FEAR.
"AH GO FUCK YOURSELF, YA GOD DAMN QUEER."
AS THEY BOBBLED AWAY FROM MY GREEN LEMONADE STAND,
I WATCHED A COIN DROP INTO MY COLLECTIVE WATERING CAN.
IT WAS A SHINY SPECIMEN BUT ONLY A NICKEL...
FINALLY I CAN GO BUY A LIME FLAVOURED POPSICLE.