Deep Fried American Apple Pie

When life gives you lemons make lemonade

Well tell me life, what kind of lemons did I get?

Do their color glow a bright yellow like the sun?

Did the tree itself give you their hard work to give to me?

Did the cirtersy scent embrace you with a burst of fragrance that feels familiar?

Is the outside of the lemons imperfection free?

Or is my lemons bruised a bit?

Still as good but it just has a few battle scars

Are the lemons sad and kinda questionable?

Are they soft and squishy?

Are they covered in mold?

Just tell me life, what kind of lemons did I get?

Were they made in a factory somewhere off the coast?

Did you get them from a stranger who was given them away for free?

Did you give all the best ones to other people first?

And when you realized that I was eagerly awaiting for your arrival

You gave whatever was left in the box

Tell me life, what kind of lemons did I get?

Do they come with sugar, water, or even a pitcher to hold my lemonade?

What else do I have to work with?

I’m struggling here and I don’t like that lemons will help?

I need you to please understand where I am coming from.

Are you listening to me?

Life please say something

What kind of lemons did I get?

Are t6hey sour but not the right kind of sour?

Are they more on the sweeter side?

Do they come in twos or threes?

Are they actually lemons and not limes?

Will they help me get through this difficult time?

Please life look me in the eyes

Tell me what kind of lemons did I get

Do I even get any at all?