Humourous poetry

Cosy Tea Shanty

The Cosy Tea Shanty

The good ship PG Strainer,

Crew, the ancient container,

Was a wooden caddy boat

That was ordered out afloat

Upon the deep browny tea.

The passenger was Earl Grey

Who said that he knew the way

To the Sugar Cube Mountain,

Where there was a hot fountain

Of black Lapsang Souchong tea.

Captain Urn had a feeling

There he'd find his Darjeeling

And they'd infuse with style

On that green and blended isle

To raise a tot of leaf tea.

Sailing past the good hope cup

Wind stirred the beverage up.

Bag sharks circled in the brew

Steeping and making it stew,

Mashing the dregs of the tea.

Then hopes heaped high once more,

Insight was the Assam shore.

A land of Lemon and milk,

Of cakes and things of that ilk,

Where they partied on rich tea.

Leaving that Rosy Lee Bay

The isle they reached next day.

The sailor's danced with glee

Sugar Cube Mountain to see

And instantly drank coffee.