After a drink
Of Summer Fruits with Cloudy Lemonade
What a world in which we live
Taking photographs
Of the sun's effect on this summer's June
Listening to agricultural machinery
Stirring up a fair-old agricultural aroma
Meanwhile, the young boy plays
That same young boy as all young boys
Some with their picture in the paper
Some locked away behind closed doors
Whosoever gave us the sunlight
Also gave us the depressions
The greater expressions of woe
From where we are grateful to leave
To find the breeze, and the shade
With a pitcher of Victorian Lemonade
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