I've tasted stuff that wasn't nice,
I've stood there in dismay...
That margerine made me think twice,
Should I throw that away?
Or should I use it now and then,
Just like a skinflint would?
Despite the fact, I know of when
I thought it bad not good?
I keep it in the fridge for now,
I see it every day,
It's there because I still allow
Continued time to stay...
But I've decided, it must go!
Goodbye, you horrid stuff!
I'll buy true butter, for I know...
Its taste I truly love!
Denis Martindale July 2019.
Motto: You're Better Off With Butter!
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