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
rhymeswithbug 
Excellent wrap up to the tea-bag verbing. Maybe sugaring can help
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This was so good. Finale was perfect
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I love “tea-bagged”… such brilliant verbing in this one 💜
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I enjoyed your tea-bag kind of day.
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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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I love the final lines. Such a great metaphor/verbing!
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What a brilliant piece of verbing and extended metaphor!
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Nice image through out Candy
much love…
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tea bagged! great verbing and metaphor
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I get this poem 100%
We all have days like this. Excellent trope.
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Great I love this and won’t be able to use a teabag again without thinking of this particularly when squeezing the last dregs out of it!
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