Tequilla

Are you really my friend? 

Have my back in the end? 

Or are you just using me? 

Our friendship is never free.

So fun when we spend time together

But a bit empty when it’s over

You sure do love to party 

When I take you from the pantry 

Sipped or mixed or blended

Late the nights are ended

Our time is never vanilla 

My troublesome friend, tequila

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