Weeks of continuing hot temperatures, some of the premature lemons fell from our tree.
Today I tried to squeeze them to make my usual lemon water and astonishingly found that it tasted a bit of sweetness.
I wonder is that why part of a song called dancing queen the lyrics going like, young and sweet, only seventeen, but as we grow older we become bitter and greedy well in this case grow into sour.
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