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Summer Shade And A Jar Of LemonadeGood summer day and grandpa says anyone to the fishing whole today everybody jumps and run that way. Grandma in the kitchen window looking and laughing away and her food smelling good for the day. Grandpa yells round it up after hours at the fishing whole and plenty of fish, what a good day. Headed back to the house where food smells and greet you a long way. Once we enter the house grandma say anyone for a good ole fresh jar of country lemonade. These are the times I can remember as a child I call summer shade and a good jar of country lemonade. Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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