Haiku

The wart hogs gather
Around the watering hole
To wait, watch, then drink

LEMONADE

I'm building a lemonade stand
To sell my drinks by the street.
"25 cents a glass," I'll say
To all the people I meet,
And for
a dollar,
I'll add sugar 
to make it  sweet.



  

   Have you ever had a lemonade stand?  What did you do with the money?  Can you write a poem about that today?