Once upon a time,
There was a little rhyme,
Of a lemon and a lime,
Who liked to commit crimes.
They were always up to mischief,
That sent people into grief.
They usually did it together,
But sometimes to each other.
They soon got bored of these tricks,
And became spiteful in a few ticks.
They stopped all their chatting,
And instead started arguing.
Said the lemon to the lime,
“You are so very small.
No one will hear if you fall;
You’re worth less than a dime.”
The lime retorted back,
“You are so very sour,
Envy is your only power,
Goodness is what you lack.”
They quarrelled every night,
And fought with all their might.
Eventually they grew old,
And began to turn to mould.
So if you happen to lose something,
You’ll know how it went missing.
The lemon and lime hatched the plot,
But now they’ve turned to rot.
So things won’t disappear suddenly;
If they do, you’ve dropped them carelessly.
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