Drunk a cup of tea
missed the tour to the sea
rain soon took over the dark side of me
Drunk a cup of tea
readin' english literature of the she
phone soon rung thoughts dispersed outside me
Drunk a cup of tea
with my dear friend NME
my dear nephew bursted in and turned on the tv
Drunk a cup of tea
i m not an englishman a she or he
four cups of tea are too many for me
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
There is a slip between the cup and the lip. How many slips here we find?