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Tea Cups


The sun is up and hot

Restricting and threatening

Hiding under the trees

Cool and wonderful

 

Let’s go swimming

Let’s go fishing

Bashing the fishes head in

When he was sick with bad scales

Are we still dreaming?

 

The sun is falling down

The trees are alive and

The wind is blowing us away

We held on to the branches

 

You sang and played guitar

While the gravity made us fly

I didn’t know your song

I felt squashed like a blueberry

 

You played with my thumbs

1234 I declare a thumb war

I began to love your song

5678 Meet me at the castle gate

 

All the trees have faces

And they see you first

While the pumpkin shaped cat kisses and bites

I had no one to make a cup of tea for

 

The cup is empty

I threw it at you while you were still asleep

But I’m not sorry because I missed

No harm done f*ck you

 

You make me miserable

Your beautiful eyes

And beautiful voice

I want you to believe like I do

 

You do not believe like I do

And that's why I throw empty tea cups at you

 

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