Ice cold, with precipitate on the sides of the mason jar
You will never have to go too far

The sizzle makes the ears open up in delight
The bubbles burst and elevate to the top with all their fight

The ice chips melt down
None of the kids will ever frown

The yellow tint inspires flavor
It is one that is worth to savor

The sweetness is simply compelling
Everyone knows it is always worth selling

As the fervor and excitement get lost in the warmth of the weather
A sip or a jar-full will be gulped down together

Enjoyed at the beach or window-side
Enjoyed at a summer wedding by the groom and the bride

The sizzle comes to a stop at the bottom
There is not a single thought of autumn

A small break from Greenland to Yemen
Any despair will be cured with the aid of a lemon