Maybe I’m not your cup of tea.
Maybe I’m your morning coffee.
Or maybe I’m that dreaded pill to swallow,
Or the aftertaste of something awful.
Perhaps I’m a dessert, that goes down sweet.
A delight, or an absolute treat.
But whatever I am, I’m here to stay.
You’ll have to deal with it, either way.
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