— and that’s why I bought the moon for storage space
lemon lakes overflow, sticky rivers in my workplace
Supply curves wiggle like worms in glitter rain
Claire from accounting says “we’re fine” through champagne

Buy more
Spend less
Time is a circle
The ants are unionizing
Again

Economies of scale —
I’m pricing happiness at wholesale!
Twenty million lemons in a satin veil
Unit cost so low it ascended the astral plane
Scale scale scale
My therapist is concerned

Automation dancing, robots peeling fruit
They unionized last week, honestly kinda cute
Labor negotiations in a bouncy castle hall
HR says my business plan is “Unsustainable but ball!”

I dream in spreadsheets, pivot tables call my name
Sometimes I feel small, so I bulk purchase fame
Variable cost curve curves like destiny’s own tail
Love me like my margins do, in economies of scale

If I produce one lemonade — I’m mortal
If I produce one trillion — I am inevitable
Claire left a note:
“You cannot negotiate with the moon.”
I stapled bulk coupons to the stars.

Economies of scale
We sold time zones at a volume discount sale!
My brain outsourced itself via email
Quarterly reports printed in edible confetti
Scale scale scale
Reality is deductible!

All is bulk
All is cost
All is sugar
All is lost

But unit price?
Immaculate!