Tea Cup Spigot Alley
I first heard about Teacup Spigot Alley from my cousin Sally.
She had been there many times to sip tea and dilly dally.
Two pink macaws were slurping down sugar lemon tea.
One gave me a peck, the other completely ignored me.
Are those faeries? I asked my cousin Sally, who knows all.
She laughed at my ignorance, but her tale was told tall.
Wingless faeries? She said Who ever heard of such a thing?
We slurped down peach schnapps tea, it had a wonderful zing!
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2023
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment