A short poem I wrote about tea...
- Donald Johnson
- Mar 25
- 1 min read
Updated: Mar 31

Oh tea…
When we brew you you're chile,
and when we sip you you're bussin.
Oh how I long for the warmth of your finna,
and the tartness of your gag.
When my girls and I take a sip.
We also take a dip.
Oh how I long for your gag tea..
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