Polka Dot Tea Pot

In my polka dot tea pot
There is goodness knows what
Maybe some cotton
Or a safety pin blue
An old ticket from a journey to you
Aboard a train to Caer Dyff or maybe to Crewe;
Perhaps a note to cancel the milk
Or a ribbon delicate, thin and of a beautiful silk;
Maybe there is tea
Stewing and old
And if that’s the case
It’s probably cold.

I shall take a look.

In the polka dot tea pot
There is not one single thing
From the list up above…
There are all of them there
All mixed up in a brew of my love.

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