For the early riser and lay in lover
In Britain born and bred and from good old Fred.
A staple drink for the rich royal regent
A luxury for the poor plain peasantFrom the moment it reaches your lips
You've been exposed to a world of robust lust.
Liquid and crystals the pale pigment of snow blend their bodies in porcelain.
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Drinking Poetry
PoetryBeat your thirst for poetry with fifty poems dedicated to various types of tea and coffee with some alcoholic drinks. Cover designed by @Matthaios_07