More fruit than seed, I shine in a spread, You might eat with a spoon, Or slather on bread

Not on the A list, but I’m second best Use me to play tennis, not a ball, or a net In a sentence or maths . . .I square off the rest.

A term that comes for the Greek for milk, I'm kind of a big deal, The milk thing is weird, since if you were coloring me in, the black crayon gets the lion's share of the meal, But from afar, even with the massive size of stars, they appear as little points, of white, or whatever, light, Further away still and a you'll see the spilt milk, right?

So I actually have three identities, not just one, The Good, the Bad, and the Smart, I was born as the Good, and that's who I was, until about third grade, Then came the Bad, a donkey he had, after his name, he can endure anything, Then around seventh grade, the Smart came and saved the day, but he only cares about being smart, not other things

The virtual mistress I have, together we can become familiar with any quirk, You use her too, I know you do, since you have to be using her now, she's indeed a most useful tool, But use her right! Don't use AI, don't make her do all the work, Her value is in the data, not always the final answer, use your own head, don't behave like a fool!