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Another riddle poem:

Submitted:Nov 17, 2011    Reads: 57    Comments: 4    Likes: 2   

My taste is unique.

It'll make you feel weak.

Have me nice and warm,

Put me in something so I'll take form.


I have different tastes than most,

But I'm not really one to boast.

Just have me whenever you want to,

Hard times I will help you through.


Drink me out of a cup,

That might cheer you up.

Ease your mind and you'll see,

All you need is a nice cup of tea.


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