I Am Your Special -T

I’m no longer struggling with this giant T!

Not wrapped up, nor wrapped around me.

What I used to be, or do is no longer a cinch to party.

I’ve got one mind, one idea that I can drink.

It’s good ole fashioned Chamomile tea.

Now a warm, relaxing hot tea to put to bed

All the day’s headaches and what was done and said.

That’s the only special T I wanna sing, laugh about.

While the brew melts away

The things I couldn’t control today.

I could hide amongst my toys

Where no one can find me

For a half moment to be

Just myself when no one’s looking.

Oh, no the phone’s ringing: another booking (agent). Mercy!


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