Toronto night life

Sunday, February 17, 2008

Tea

ONE day WE HAD TEA
Type Type Type Type A friend AND ME.

A cup OF HOT TEA
Iodine PLACED BEFORE HIM
ALONG WITH HOMEMADE SCRONES.
BUT HE SAID THIS tea IS TOO HOT FOR ME
Iodine SAID Iodine get ANOTHER right AWAY
HE WAS NOT BEING mean TO ME
HE JUST WANTED TEA.

I REAPPEARED IN WINK
A cup OF cooler TEA
Iodine PRODUCED right QUICK
BUT HE SAID THIS IS TOO COLD
TO put option UPON MY TONGUE.
Iodine SAID Iodine get ANOTHER right AWAY
HE WAS NOT BEING mean TO ME
HE JUST WANTED TEA.

I HEATED THE TEA
HE SAID IT WILL rich person TO DO
BUT THESE SCRONES ARE CHEWY
AND YOU ONLY GAVE Maine TWO.
I SAID I get ANOTHER right AWAY
HE WAS NOT BEING mean TO ME
HE JUST WANTED TEA.

I HURRIED TO THE KITCHEN
AND put option TOGETHER MY best BATCH
TO produce SUCH SCRONES
THAT WOULD knock HIS tastebuds FLAT
I set THEM BEFORE HIM
stack high UPON A silver TRAY
HE SAID THESE ARE TOO FATTENING
AND WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME
YOU POLISHED YOUR TRAY.

THROUGH SEETHING ANGER
I KNEW VERY WELL
THAT HE WAS NOT PURPOSELY BEING MEAN
THAT HE JUST WANTED TEA.
I NEVER Drew THE LINE
I NEVER SAID ENOUGH, ENOUGH
THIS WAS ALL UNNECESSARY
JUST BECAUSE HE WANTED TEA.
-by Stan Lewis

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