My body seems to stall
Without its wake up call
I cannot see
No bloody tea
And that's no good at all
A thing I really hate
Is when the trolley's late
Don't know about you
I need a brew
I really cannot wait
O why can't she see
What she's doing to me
Long for a cup
My pick me up
The morning mug of tea
I'm getting in a tiz
I cannot do the biz
Can't do without
The teapot's spout
No, wait! β There it is!
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