I hold in my hand a glass
- half empty or half full.
A view dependent really
on who’s looking or asking.

Its bubble filled content
clear, like spring water.
Lemon-lime in taste
caressed by cubes of ice.

No doubts left in me
why millions adore it.
It hits the spot.
For now, my thirst: abated.

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