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3 teas another tea poem? but this one comes with 3 teas we did mention between the two of us a t-shirt is really just a tea shirt so do you want 3 graphic tees with tea on it? Or just a mix of 3 teas for luck? almost any tea brand will consist of saying with every sip you taste the world but take 3 sips of chamomile & you’re tasting sleep time to go catch zzz’s that’s 3 zzz’s we’re only given 3 chances 3 choices 3 lives but minus cats they have 9 Our 3 lives consist of 1. living 2. dying 3. the last time someone ever mentions your name i’m not here 2 tease you but i’ll serve u 3 teas, but bring 3 friends but wait let me guess you’re the third wheel join the party too bad it’s not a tea party just 2 teas on the table & 1 third wheel
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Sep 16, 2024
Sep 16, 2024 at 3:10 AM UTC
3 teas
Let’s not get too political here In 1773 The most British thing Britan did was make an act of tea Meanwhile, The Sons of Liberty reacted with a tea party of their own The Boston Tea Party Tea smugglers starting the chants of “no taxation without representation” consuming about 2-3 cups of tea per day but the secret to making a huge cup of tea is by throwing a tea party Lets invite Darthmouth, Eleanor & ****** Bringing 240 chests of cheap black tea, 15 chests of superior cheap black tea, 10 chests superior black tea & 60 chests of green tea Toss it all into the Boston Harbour After all they are THROWING a 3 hour tea party John Hancock and Samuel Adams Got about 116+ guests arriving at 7pm and leaving by 10pm In those those 3 hours a total of 45 tons of tea was spilled Legend says the harbour still tastes like tea but very salty However, In today’s generation There’s still more tea coming up from the Boston tea party
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Sep 16, 2024
Sep 16, 2024 at 3:07 AM UTC
Boston Tea Party
tea time for two most British thing anyone could ever say is, lets go for a cup of tea but for two there’s two cups & Between the two of us, the tea we currently struggle with is anxiety. Infinite conversations turning into infinity, I am willing to empty my cup to taste your tea. so take a seat because the rearrangement of seat is teas and take a sip. casually turning tea stains into art, because a t-shirt is really a tea shirt. no more spilling tea just mixing teams like mixing drinks with different tastes of strength, than taking a T break after playing a game of tag, because what comes in a team is unity as we surround ourselves in a different community, we’re now a family encouraging artistic creativity, as we tease each-other for having different taste in music. but did you know that rap stands for rhythm and poetry? welcome to the witty side of me, I only have one cup of tea but this poem gives you 22 different sides of tea. maybe David can provide us more but only between the times of 9:30am to 9pm except on Sundays. thank you for having tea with me, hopefully someday you can leave a good tip, so than maybe next time... i’m able to have a tea party.
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Sep 16, 2024
Sep 16, 2024 at 2:56 AM UTC
Tea time for two
Perhaps, What you need Might be a nice Strong drink, Or perhaps a Tea party for two. A strange suggestion To hear; I’m sure, But the soothing Cadences of formality Intermingling With simmering emotion Would make for a heady brew.
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Mar 9, 2018
Mar 9, 2018 at 9:52 PM UTC
Tea Party
A pretty, puffy, lavender dress tight-fitting to her tummy Seated at a plastic chair chomping on treats oh-so-yummy! Plump lips slathered in clear lip gloss and a couple cupcake crumbs She smiles at me, says 'pull up a seat', and I'm sure this'll be fun Dolls and teddy bears, teeny plastic cups filled with kiddie tea Batting long lashes and adoring eyes, she directs attention on me A cloud of cotton candy perfume hangs in the air as she gushes I compliment her party, and she looks away and blushes "lets not talk about me, how about Bear?" Taps his head "he's got all the latest gossip up there" I laugh, "How about you, little one, any stories to tell?" She pauses for a moment, bites her lip, "well..." She's trembling, I see, it comes out in a stream "There's lots of stuff I'm not supposed to tell about mommy." *"But ***** said she once lost three babies, where did they go?* *and once upon she didn't eat, how'd ***** know?* I've got a lot of baby fat as well, take a peek And maybe I'd be as pretty as mommy if I didn't eat." *"Mommy never pays attention to me, cause ***** cuts her wrist* We never play anymore now, I always get dismissed... I was once in the room, you know, I watched her bleed And there's some blades in this carpet now, it's terrifying." "Also, did you know daddy's never home? He's got a new.. girlfriend now.. and a house of his own Mommy's still his wife so thats weird I think It's also nice, when he was here all he did was hit and scream." "But it makes mommy cry, I don't want to see her sad *and her and ***** always fight, why're they so mad?* Mommy's so upset with me too, I'm afraid she'll run away Hey, is it my fault if my mommy doesn't stay?" Bitter tea sweetened with the slow drip of tears Aloud, this little girl has voiced my worst fears I push away my chair, prepared to walk out Her lips begin to purse into a childish pout **"I knew it! I knew it! I should've never even told! I won't tell anyone ever again! Get out! Just go!"** .
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Sep 26, 2017
Sep 26, 2017 at 9:42 AM UTC
Tea Parties
A pretty, puffy, lavender dress tight-fitting to her tummy Seated at a plastic chair chomping on treats oh-so-yummy! Plump lips slathered in clear lip gloss and a couple cupcake crumbs She smiles at me, says 'pull up a seat', and I'm sure this'll be fun Dolls and teddy bears, teeny plastic cups filled with kiddie tea Batting long lashes and adoring eyes, she directs attention on me A cloud of cotton candy perfume hangs in the air as she gushes I compliment her party, and she looks away and blushes "lets not talk about me, how about Bear?" Taps his head "he's got all the latest gossip up there" I laugh, "How about you, little one, any stories to tell?" She pauses for a moment, bites her lip, "well..." She's trembling, I see, it comes out in a stream "There's lots of stuff I'm not supposed to tell about mommy." *"But ***** said she once lost three babies, where did they go?* *and once upon she didn't eat, how'd ***** know?* I've got a lot of baby fat as well, take a peek And maybe I'd be as pretty as mommy if I didn't eat." *"Mommy never pays attention to me, cause ***** cuts her wrist* We never play anymore now, I always get dismissed... I was once in the room, you know, I watched her bleed And there's some blades in this carpet now, it's terrifying." "Also, did you know daddy's never home? He's got a new.. girlfriend now.. and a house of his own Mommy's still his wife so thats weird I think It's also nice, when he was here all he did was hit and scream." "But it makes mommy cry, I don't want to see her sad *and her and ***** always fight, why're they so mad?* Mommy's so upset with me too, I'm afraid she'll run away Hey, is it my fault if my mommy doesn't stay?" Bitter tea sweetened with the slow drip of tears Aloud, this little girl has voiced my worst fears I push away my chair, prepared to walk out Her lips begin to purse into a childish pout **"I knew it! I knew it! I should've never even told! I won't tell anyone ever again! Get out! Just go!"** .
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i am a tumbleweed i gather dustbunny thoughts and entertain them with a tea party in my living room i am a scarecrow that doesn't want to be looked at but the ravens all come they stare and oggle anyway making me blush i am a girl with a huge heart who doesn't want to be loved because things that are cherished and wanted hurt people more when they break i prefer being a sock without a match
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Sep 19, 2014
Sep 19, 2014 at 12:56 AM UTC
misfit me
I will love you so fiercely that the sun's love shall never again feel the same nor hold you hypnotized in its beauty. I will drill my way down to your heart though it may be a tedious task. I will peel you layer by layer by layer until all that is left of you are your organs and your soul. But; Once I too am inevitably consumed eroded by the tide of this ordinary life. If I have not ****** the life out of you in an attempt to show you how strong my love is, And if you happen to outrun this love of mine: Play hopscotch on my tombstone and pour tea parties in the graveyard in my memory. I promise to attend.
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Sep 17, 2014
Sep 17, 2014 at 3:00 AM UTC
Erosion