Legos and Pink Lemonade
I’m just a pile of legos
That you will turn into a house
And when you're bored
You’ll knock it down
Lose my best parts under the couch
Now I’m No longer fun, so I’m off to the garage
In a zip lock bag until it’s time
To have a yard sale
And sell me for a handful of dimes
I’m just pink lemonade
Cool, and a little unique
But once you get to know me
I’m just artificial and unhealthy
Just have a small glass, keep it to one
Cause I’ll Rot your teeth and thin your bones
It’s fine if you like me but
Whatever you do, don’t love me
There are better options out there
And there always will be
