Battles of a Lemon

Making me squirm as your juices river down my throat.

Our reactions give you reason to gloat.

You win every time when I try to keep my face straight.

Your juicy goodness always seems to be used as bait.

Its not fair that your bigger than a lime.

And compared to an orange, you are a dime.

Continually added to create an extra flavor.

But not too much, just a cutoff sliver.

I squeeze your wedge and mouth-watering fluids shoot like a cannon.

One to be feared and to be loved, the glorious lemon.