Lemons.
Not something I write about every day.
Not something I think about every day either.
Lemons.
There it is again!
Let me check the blog to see how often Lemons have appeared here in the past …
Check/Check/Check….
Well, well.. it seems there is one post - ONE!!
I’d better read it to check….
Check/Check/Check….
Yep, there there.
Three of them.
But that’s it… how many years?
Hang on..
Check/Check .. etc ..
Fifteen years apparently.
I thought it was much, much longer.
3 Lemons, all at once, in fifteen years.
Which means it’s probably time to address them again.
So… lemons… grow on trees….
…er..
…what else?
One can be a lemon.
Suck a lemon.
Like the actor Jack Lemmon.
Two M’s.
I checked on Wikipedia.
Oranges and lemons, sing the bells of St Clement's.
Ok, I admit, I’m running out of juice.
4 comments:
Lemons are little marvels, looking bright and smily, tasting acid smelling heavenly. They cry a bit when you cut them in two halves. Then they look kaleidoscopy. A drop of lemon on any dish tastes nice. Any dish. Not just fish.
Any dish
not a fish
steal a kiss(h)
make a wish
Lovely :-)
Thankyou , inspired by yourself !
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