Green Tea and Me
The taste of green tea is a taste to which I do not cotton.
Instead of tasting fresh and green, to me it just tastes rotten.
Although it is a liquid that I must daily swallow,
it clearly is a flavor in which I don’t choose to wallow.
Health drives us to those foods and liquids we would never choose.
Makes us eat our kale and fish oil, takes away our booze.
If we want to keep our blood pressure from simply soaring,
we’ll be giving up our salt for flavors much more boring.
So nature takes our simple pleasures from us one by one.
Things like buttered popcorn become a smoking gun.
If we want our bodies to cooperate and function,
we’ll gobble less for pleasure and nibble more for unction.
The prompt today was tea.

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Your poem is hilarious, and hits on some of the extremes people go to to try to control their health. Sometimes I really wonder if it is all worth it.
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I know. I’ve had the same thoughts myself.
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