Don't remind me of my incident,
I was only three,
This incident is about:
Tea, biscuts and me!
It was on a lovely summer's day,
I was drinking lots of tea,
Some visitors were all around,
They told me a joke for free.
I tried my hardest not the laugh,
As tea was in my mouth,
But then my nightmares did come true,
I spat it at a visitor which was at the direction south!
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