I feel like a tea bag.
Sometimes hot, sometimes cold.
Sometimes bitter, sometimes sweet.
I can burn you, I can soothe you.
I can energize you, I can help you to sleep.
As on a string, I bob along,
Dancing in steaming water,
Trying to do my job,
Trying not to be spat out.
Take comfort in me.
Let me flow through you.
I am here for you when you need me.
Today is a good day for tea...
Sometimes hot, sometimes cold.
Sometimes bitter, sometimes sweet.
I can burn you, I can soothe you.
I can energize you, I can help you to sleep.
As on a string, I bob along,
Dancing in steaming water,
Trying to do my job,
Trying not to be spat out.
Take comfort in me.
Let me flow through you.
I am here for you when you need me.
Today is a good day for tea...
For me.
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