I’ve been meaning to ask you a lot of questions
But somehow I’ve not been able to get there
Because my questions aren’t altogether logical
They lack pattern and land from anywhere
And then, you counteract all the madness I own
By conducting a very droll enquiry
It’s not like you have to get used to this
Because coffee isn’t everyone’s cup of tea.
We may not get along, but we may as well do
For there’s a long journey we’ve got to cover
And no matter how much you take umbrage
You’ll find my opinions are like no other
I’m trying to be a little guarded but then
That’s just not how I am meant to be
It’s not like you have to get used to this
Because coffee isn’t everyone’s cup of tea.
A shining example of method, you lack finesse
But then, that’s not an opinion you uphold
And when you say I’m not quite that mature
I can tell that you think I’m uncontrolled
It’s going to be difficult to make you see this
Because your viewpoint is a bit finicky
It’s not like you have to get used to this
Because coffee isn’t everyone’s cup of tea.
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