My day mainly consists
In making cups of tea
It's a Yorkshire tea bag
Mixed with an Earl Grey
for me
I mainly stick to two
sugars
I've tried it with a horrid
three
All I know is just the one
Is not the number for me
So I pour from a distance
Height and gravity my
friend
Remember to start
pouring low down
Or else you'll burn your
hand
Let the tea bags infuse
Stirring for that
"added win"
Putting milk inside this
mix
At this point is just a sin
A phrase I once heard
Always brought me much
relief
Coffees the best bet
As a bad ones hard to
achieve
Why I mentioned coffee
When
this is all about tea
Yes I know.......
You don't need to tell me!
Now I've babbled on a bit
Wasted some time
You didn't see
It's time to add some milk
to the cup of tea
Golden is a fitting colour
But an accurate one would
be
The husk on a peanut
Now that's the colour for
me
Well I've dedicated a Poem
To my dear old cuppa tea
Next things a song
Next things a celebratory
...........Yes...cup of tea..........
Daniel Hing 31.11.12
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