Alas!
(S)HE LOOKS LIKE THE REAL THING / (S)HE TASTES LIKE THE REAL THING / MY FAKE PLASTIC LOVE / BUT I CAN'T HELP THE FEELING / AND IT WEARS ME OUT, IT WEARS ME OUT / IT WEARS ME OUT, IT WEARS ME OUT.
The world is full of magical things patiently waiting for our wits to grow sharper.
Bertrand Russel