Biscuit crumbs line the barrel
No more biscuits to unravel
Nothing for my cup of tea
To dunk in there at half past three
Custard creams or cookie dough
I blame that lazy so and so
Who went out to the local store
And hasn’t bought biscuits any more
I guess that I’ll just go without
A biscuit and tea from a spout
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A pleasant poem made me smile