|Lemonade, Lemonade 5 cents no more…|
Come to the stand you just can’t ignore.
Glasses of flowers and paper ‘throw away’,
come to the lemonade stand today.
Off in the distance the summer grump lurked,
he was searching for a little girl to hurt.
He went through the streets and happened upon
a lemonade stand that did not belong
After all, this little blonde, six year old tot
a permit to sell, she neglected and had not.
I will turn her in and stop all this fun,
she will soon be scared and on the run
So he went to the court house and mayor and such
to sign all the papers he wanted so much.
He’d stop this child with her lemonade stand,
he would be the happiest grump in the land.
They will compound her boxes with written signs
of “5 cents for lemonade, with even the rind”…
He would take care of her wishes of money for school,
and keep her from learning the golden rule.
|He would make sure she cried and take all her dreams,|
so the grump would sleep better with all of his schemes.
When he was finished, he stayed lingering with a smile,
after all, they would tear it down in a while
So as he waited in the heat of the day
something funny was happening, going her way.
The people that were there to tear down her stand,
were buying the lemonade, hand over hand.
Instead of the five cents she so humbly had charged,
they were giving her dollars and in grand assuage.
There is something wrong, he pondered and looked,
for the people drinking lemonade all were now hooked.
He saw the girl smile as she took their money,
the people were sharing and calling ‘him’ funny
for having lost the spirit of the child deep inside;
he grumbled and held back his tear, as he cried.
Poor Mr. Grumps left beaten that day
and thirsty without a fresh squeezed lemonade.
The story of Mr. Grump, left to remind
with a child’s heart it is better to be kind!