Eat Some Liverwurst Poem by Ace Of Black Hearts

We are all works in progress.
We constantly change.
Sometimes for the better.
Sometimes for the worst.
Tell me now do you like liverwurst?
In till you try some how will you know?
'Trust me I know.'
'Just the smell upsets my stomach in ways I rather not describe.'
Well maybe they are just not making it right.
'The best chef could make it, and it would still be denied.
'It is a acquired taste that I have yet to embrace.'