On long days when time won't let go
All movements are a blur
Several cups of espresso
Will run you like a cur
Those few days without fixation
With everyone at ease
Ticks minutes for relaxation
Some bergamot tea please
For comforting just like a balm
Quite soothing to the bones
Its properties bring forth a calm
Poured hot from teapot domes.
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