Poppy Tea
Can't drink too much poppy tea
Spilt it down my dressing gown
with a frown
On my nightgown
You and me poppy tea
Pee pee you and me wee wee
Sea sick sorrow borrow
Cups with brass handles and moldy
clay woven through the fabric
of your stitched up mind material
Pins and needles
Sins and beetles
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