It's always better if you can see the picture. Otherwise, oh, you'll see... Title's at the bottom.

You shrink beside a lunchbox,
tower by some chips.
You command a micro-view
of a tan and speckled table.

Your brightness shines,
proclaiming your yellow brilliance
to all eyes that gaze upon
your advertising tin.

You who is neither
sweet nor sour,
bitter nor bland,
tasteful nor tasteless...

Lemonade, lemonade,
Country Time lemonade,
fake, pseudo-lemonade,
prepare to meet your doom!

"Ode to Lemonade"