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Vodka And Tea (poem)

Vodka and tea, sitting in a tree,

p…. i….. s…. s…. i…. n…. g…..

First comes love, then comes marriage,

then comes a policeman, with an angry expression.

“What are you two doing at this time of night”?

Says the big man in the blue clothes and shiny black hat.

“Fuck off, ya copper, mind your own business!”

They were arrested, promptly, vodka and tea, turns out they don’t mix!

After their stint in the old grey bar hotel,

vodka and tea went on a drinking spree!

tea drank vodka, got absolutely hammered,

vodka drank himself, the same thing happened.

Again, they wake in a state of confusion and pain,

I think its technical name is the northern state of Maine!

What were they to do, in boring Maine, catch lobsters?

They wander around the woods like demented old mobsters.

A policeman again, approaches the happy couple,

“Hey vodka! Come over here, gimme a double”!

Tea felt left out, so he went for a walk,

he rested his bag on the chin of a dog.

As the two drinks were reunited, they hatched a plan,

they would stowaway in the back of a Ford Transit van.

On their way to the van, they saw a very odd sight indeed,

They saw an owl and a pussycat going to sea…………….

“Ha! What are those two doing? I hope they’ve got some money, and maybe some honey.”

Vodka and tea, boarded the van and fulfilled their plan,

They got home safely, they got home swiftly,

They opened the fridge and climbed on in!

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