Counterclockwise stir coffee
Tea not at all
The moon and stars disjoint
Life the reconstructed south

I bend oak shafts
Weave reeds
Wallow in willow leaves
Life is a thicket
I sigh a lot

Coffee just a cheap trick
Learned from randy goats
With no tea leaf portent

Come for tea at 4
I drink a bit at 5
With any luck
I’ll be three sheets by 6
And won’t remember her

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