Mr Robin Comes For Tea Poem by Jacqueline Williams
Mr Robin Comes For Tea
When Mr Robin Redbreast comes to call on me
I like to open windows wide and ask him in for tea.
We both could share a fairy cake, or buns all topped with ice
Banoffee Pie or Tiramisu, yes both would be quite nice.
A nice cool drink please he would say, this food it is so sweet
Orange juice or chocolate shake would wash it down a treat.
Oh - No, no, no dear Robin says, this menu makes me squirm
I'd much prefer some water with a nice fat juicy worm!
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4/25/2024 10:49:55 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Love this. Gave it me equal highest mark so far since joining yesterday. Nothing helpful to say except that the first line is ambiguous about whether Mr Robin coming over the windowsill is something that actually happens recurrently, or is just a daydream. Love the control, the whimsy and the rhymes! Were you a syllable over with Tiramisu? And do shake and wash reinforce each other, or clash slightly? Struggling for anything to say. Loved it!