The China Cup Fiasco

My sister and I decided to buy Some little china cups with their saucers. So we could serve an English Tea, most high, With good blueberry scones, from the bakers! To store them we bought a glass front cabinet, And displayed them proudly on all the shelves. Saved up all the recipes we could get, We were going to do it all by ourselves. We often pass them, behind those glass doors. After twenty years they sit all alone. We never did serve high tea, or much more, And all our hopes, we so often bemoan. There is a bright side to plans unfulfilled, ‘Tho we bought twenty of them on a whim. Such delicate things, we’re so very thrilled, Behind the doors, we don’t have to dust them!