I always leave my tea to stew
it sits there like it doesn't know what to do
I bet if it could shout at me it would
to add a splash of milk and be drunk like it should
I bet it thinks I've gone and got lost
another wasted teabag in the bin to be tossed
She's just too busy to make this brew
so here I'm left all alone to stew
It's true I put the hot water in and then walk away
I come back later and you can guess what I say
I swear a little and then disappointment creeps in
I've committed the ultimate tea drinkers sin
So what do I do now just chuck it down the sink?
Hang on there let me have a think
I could put it in the microwave for a bit of a warm
but that's not really the norm
Tea should be paid attention to
not popping off doing jobs or visiting the loo
There's an art to a good tasty brew
something I obviously need to go and learn how to do
I could just set a timer for a three minute steep
then I'd think 'what's that flippin bleep?'
I'd turn it off and dismiss it's tone
and leave my tea there again...all alone
I've just got to hang around and wait for it to do
then after my tea I'll go to the loo
I'm going to be paused ready for the milk to go in
A nice hot brew, it's win! win! win!
Thank you for reading my verse.....
please pop back tomorrow
for Free From Friday
A Verse for Thursday....
is a chance for me to share some of my poems I have written and also my favourite poems from other writers, hope you enjoy them.