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Tequila and you

Top shelf was the quality I was used to  
The savoring taste of a smooth, golden hue  
   
I settled for the worm in the silver label tequila    
It spun like a music box ballerina  
   
Round and round until it made my stomach churn  
A contagious virus with a nasty burn  
   
The same pleas from you, the same annoying tune  
You gave me icy December's when I wanted June  
   
You'll never rise to that higher, gold standard shelf  
You're a cheap proxy  
of an authentic self
Written by Noncommital1 (Sadie)
Published | Edited 13th Dec 2017
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