The town that sells deja vu

It was a place you thought you knew 

Now the choice is up to you 

Will it be the red or the blue?

If only it was this that you needed to choose 

You will find out the effects of such a brew

There is nothing you need to prove 

If you take the blue maybe things will improve 

From the red maybe you will lose

Either way your mind will go on some kind of cruise 

From the blue it might be great memories from a wonderful past 

It might make you laugh 

The red might make you gasp 

Not something you were expecting to be in your grasp

Nightmares from this you may see

But there is no way to flee

It depends on what you please 

To choose the best one with yourself it might be difficult to agree

Don't ask what you would do if you were me

It was you that came here to see

You will likely remember 

 Not something you forget 

You said you were ready I bet 

Being here is what you chose 

So let's hope it is not to regret 

That everything you did was for the best 

Knowing it wasn't a test 

But it was in the experience that you chose to invest 

You joined in with zest 

Not knowing what would be next 

To choose the red or the blue 

You didn't have a clue 

Maybe it is an illusion 

Or perhaps flashes of memories from your confusion 

You are likely waiting for the conclusion 

Perhaps what you tasted as created some strange fusion 

But you did decide on either the red or the blue 

One which was made just for you 

Now you have experienced a different point of view 

Hope you enjoyed your time in the town that sells deja vu