Discerning Taste
“Waiter, what is this stuff you brought to me?
I can’t tell if it’s coffee or tea.
Whatever it is, it’s foul and unclean
It tastes so ghastly—like kerosene.”
“It has to be tea,” came back the whine,
'Cause our coffee tastes like turpentine."


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