If you are a bag...steeped in tradition...
what is...
your teacup's...
mad ambition...
how far...
will it go...
does it warm...
to you only...
lean over...
and pluck...
on your string...
and say...
honey...
or cream...
is the water...
all right...
a bit hot...
to my taste...
well...
why not...
oh...
you rake...
are you trying...
to spoon with me...
cozy...
come here...
I'm a listener...
let it all go...
ahhh...
that's what I...
wanted to hear...
how sweet...
my dear...
sip slowly...
Written by Bruce James Clyde 2015
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