I can drink you morning, noon or night
You go with every meal
No coffee, soda, or juice will do
Craving tea leaves is what I feel
Lipton & Tetley make me salivate
Taste that tinge of brewed support
I even suffer through a Brisk
As a last resort
Oh tea leaf, don’t ever leave
I wouldn’t know what to do
Oh tea leaf, if you ever leave
My heart would break in two
Fin
Newt
Thursday, September 27, 2007
Ode to Iced Tea
Posted by Trinity at 11:06 AM
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5 Ripples in the pond:
Verse 4, line 2 should be "I wouldn't know what to do"
Love,
your editor
Sorry, I meant Verse 3.
Thanks,
I got so worked up over the idea of the tea leaving that I couldn't think straight.
that is sad.
Poets are crying worldwide... that their craft was marred by this ode!
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