When God Is Trumped By a Lemon

I don't need God today, just a pitcher of water a couple rays of lemon chilled in the fridge to heavenize the lips, Such a simple thing a glass of chilled bliss, No, I don't need God today, but tomorrow may be different. Is it blasphemous, for telling a simple truth for this little treasure chest of simple pleasures that I own does it make God pissed? will he slingshot? a burning ball of vengeance blind me to my knees... Because he was trumped by a lemon they say he has a sense of humor. The good book says he even winks. No, I don't need God today. Just a couple of sweet yellow rays, but tomorrow will be different.