Ode To Tea
There's a knock at the door so I'd best put the kettle on,
Whoever it is will be wanting a brew,
None of your foreign muck, Lapsang or Cinnamon.
Only the finest from Yorkshire will do.
Dreamy and Steamy it solves all your problems,
Whatever the question, the answer is tea.
Liquid refreshment prepared in an instant.
Nothing comes close to a good Rosy Lee.
Copyright © John Wilkinson | Year Posted 2022
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