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A Teabag Kind of Day

Thirty poems in April: a final in verbs
We are verbing around in the Graden  for the last day of April

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A Tea-bag Kind of Day

I have been tea-bagged
Dunked in and out of hot water
Then left to steep too long –
Had every ounce of goodness
Squeezed out of me
And now you wonder why
I am just a bit bitter
If you were more observant you
Could have read the warning in the
Dregs I left behind

 

 

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I am a reader, a writer, and a snapper of photos

11 thoughts on “A Teabag Kind of Day

  1. Oh, I know that feeling, Candy, which is why I only drink Raspberry Inferno tea in the morning!
    It’s sweet, tangy and the longer you steep the fruitier it gets! I love the final lines!

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