He poured his tea, then left it out in the rain-
"natural" he said, but really he just
didn't care anymore. What's the point in tea-time
when the guests only drink alcohol? He found
that teddy bears don't drink at all. Be it this way, then,
the birds might as well take a bath-
tea cups are a good size for them- let them take a break.
The world spins too fast for something in the air
to land easily on. And too busy for aim- smoke rising and
trees falling. Squirrels starve and deer shot through
the thinning protection Nature provided. Things disappear and
a cup of tea is no longer socially accepted.
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I know I haven't posted in a while! At least it felt like a long time to me. I hope you found this poem worth the time spent to read it. Criticism y'all, please?
Thanks for reading,
<3 Lilly
