They say when life gives you lemons, you must make lemonade.
I’ve been handing out glasses of freshly squeezed Pineapple Juice.
Does that mean life is handing me Pineapples?
No, No it doesn’t.
I’m stealing Pineapples from the backyard of my neighbour’s parents.
His mother thinks the tree is at fault, His father thinks it’s not even a plant.
Little do they know, I’m the little fucker.
Who has been sneaking away all their crops.
When life doesn’t give you lemons, you steal pineapples.
Convince your neighbours, their plants are worth nurturing.
Some day they too will notice.
Pineapples are more than just for juices and tourists.
They’re worth more than Pina-Colada reduces.
The residue of neighbourly love lies deep within the roots of pineapple profits.