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Aug 2019
Boiling brewing,
brimming brink;
piping hot tea
to turn you pink.
Cream and sugar?
No need I think.
Scandal so sweet,
delicious to drink.
Peasant The Poet
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Peasant The Poet
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   CjordanK
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