Dandelions sure do look like flowers

But they're weeds that wilt in just a few hours

To my untrained eye, it looked like a real dollar bill

But a distorted George screamed "Counterfeit" and still

This bouquet didn't cost you a solitary dime


I waited to taste it until it had cooled

So this off-colored water almost had me fooled

Even the china when held to the light

Solidified my fear that something was not right

But you'd already decided I just wasn't your cup of tea

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