‘The Tiny Little Tea Shop’

Graphein Freelance

A woman is like a tea bag – you can’t tell how strong she is until you put her in hot water.

Eleanor Roosevelt

It’s quaint, it’s tiny, it’s even a little shiny
The delph displayed, in colours and shades
Though kitsch it seem’s, it’s clientele beam’s
As little old ladies huddle up taut, whilst young’uns sit deep in thought

The tiny little tea shop, doubly pronounced
Has all creed’s of consumer’s about
All sat kindly whilst sipping their tea
Sat in coziness, smiling at me

The walls, with their tales of old
As photographs, artwork’s all unfold
Across the plaster, up to the shelves
That neatly stack it’s delph of tell’s

Then the book nook place at the back
Where shelves of literature is stacked
The College folk sit here to read
Whilst other’s on tablet’s and laptops, that modern breed

Yes, tis tiny this little tea shop
Without…

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2 Responses to ‘The Tiny Little Tea Shop’

  1. FashionSane says:

    Very clever analogy. I came across your blog as I was reading blogging 101. I enrolled for blogging and writing but just started catching up with the assignments. It seems it a Great going for you.

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