Well dear, I won't be having the usual today. Its not me, it's you...
Might I ask, what should I do?
Oh the royalty, of black tea!
Coffee was for starters,
But it was getting too bitter...
Have you drawn me to tea?
Cause our love, is too expensive.
An I'm the ole' man, with profound amounts of money. Still I drink my black tea, but do you see what I see? An evil queen, on top a throne of greed. Is measuring your obsession over vanity even a capability?
Coffee is for closures,
An it's just too bittersweet...
Have I've been attracted to the darkest tea?
Where caffeine, surprisingly depresses me.
It's just the perfect ending to a serrated love story.
As I sip the next gulp...