Now Tommy was a teabag

Who was feeling very brown

Now that’s part of the problem

Why he was very down

 

Tommy, he was square and neat

Like teabags used to be

Until the Ad-Men said “Oh No!”

Round bags are best for tea

 

So Tommy sat upon the shelf

Forgotten, lost and sad

The days of the square teabags

Were the best he ever had

 

Until one day young Aaron

A little boy aged three

Came running to the kitchen

To see what was for tea

 

He spied our little hero

Looking square and thin

He cried “Can I have that teabag?”

I’ll pour the water in.”

 

“Oh no” said his Mother

“I’ll make the tea for you

The water is a tad too hot

For a little boy like you.”

 

 

So Tommy ended his young life

Happy, full of joy

He provided the best cup of tea

For a three year old young boy.

 

 

 

AWEEK OF CHILDRENS STORIES AND POEMS ESPECIALLY FOR MY BEAUTIFUL GRANDAUGHTERS KEELEY AND MOLLY AND MY HANDSOME GRANDSON JACK!!!

LOVE YOU

NANNY

xxxxxooooo