I thank providence
my peccadilloes were done...
Little lamb prancing.
Dancing in the big green fields...
Five "Tea"s do I count,
but "Coffee"s only three...
Sing Kettle; Sing
So that all can hear...
Tree leaf, tea leaf, let us leave;
satisfaction absent, apparent it seems...
I guess your out of ideas
So I have one for you...
I like cups of tea
Coffee can be disgusting...
Don't tell me I've tried
when in deed I've fallen with a thud...
God don't like Hondas
Thoughts of yonder...
With all her babies
Tucked in bed...
It seems nothing is new
Batman was a plagiurist...
Wise prowlers of the night
eyes of diamonds in a lunar light...