Thursday, 3 November 2011

cuppa tea

I asked you out for a cuppa tea
To talk about similarities between you and me
I held no anterior motive, no dark intent
I simply wanted to communicate about energies spent
I’m sorry you might have got the wrong end of the stick
When I’m drunk I can behave like some what of a dick
It became a running joke
Amongst the towns folk
“cuppa tea cuppa tea” then they flea despite my plea
I understand and hold no ill feeling
I’m just glad you now find that cuppa tea more appealing.

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