Don't need fake, or facetious, please.
I'll take, the tea...
hold the artificial sweetness.
Steam,
to completion...
and breathe it.
Steep it, and drink it.
Leaves, of green, that cling
to a pink fist.
Keep the kettle, clean...
so I can settle seeds,
and if they nettle, me...
I'll dishevel, the weeds,
and make a nettle tea.
...So let, the ***
and the kettle,
seethe.