Tea Party

[ampoule]

Tea Party

A spoon of peanut butter,
A tiny glass of wine,
Ice cream from a carton,
How wonderful to dine,
With a friend who is a poet,
Even though he is not mine.

He sets the table on the bed,
Pulls back the sheets for me,
He pats the mattress, "Come,
sit here, my company is free,
that is until you ask for more,
So mind your manners, please."

I try so hard to stay in line,
to mind my peas and queues,
It's just I cannot get enough,
I know there's no excuse,
Expecting more than I deserve,
A double scoop I'd choose.

amp, January TwentyFourth, TwoThousandSix

[Granny5]

How nice! I love this one, Amp.

[firefangled]

This is fun to read, Amp, still a hint of mystery as always.

I have to say, I like peanut butter and I like wine, but I will have to hold judgement on that until I try them together. :yawnb: Now it's a little early on the East coast and I am suppose to be working.

Nevertheless, I liked this very much!

[Granny5]

This reminds me of reading in bed. Am I right?

[Pendragon]

Reminds me of reading in bed with my late cat. He'd always curl up with me. The dog just don't cut it and the new cat is a bit of a touch me not.

[dibyendra]

Ah ! What a cool party you had Amp. I liked the poem and it's rhyme. Good to read this kind of poem when having a nice time. ;)

Cheers,
Dibyendra

[PrinceMyshkin]

Those double-scoops are tempting
But why not share a bit?
And if your poet gets rambunctious,
Just offer him some..... wit.

[TheFifthElement]

A double scoop deserved I think. Lovely poem ampoule :)

[littlewing53]

..the tea party...sounds like thrz so much fun to be had...is that the hatter i see...

[ampoule]

..the tea party...sounds like thrz so much fun to be had...is that the hatter i see...

Well littlewings, I was definitely mad. ;)