I considered sparing you this last bit of romance, but then I thought, Hey, why not ?When you’re hot you’re hot. Well… the tea is always hot anyways.
Me: Would you like some tea?
Andrew: Yes. My cup is over here.
Me: Oh, where’s the lid?
Andrew: I don’t know. It didn’t have one. That’s why you burnt me.
Me: *Laughing*
It’s true. I did spill a bit on him. That’s not what was so funny! It was the way he said it. Well, now I know why the tea didn’t stay in the cup. This calls for a romantic apologetic poem.
Earl Grey, Hot!
I’m sorry I burnt you
At least it wasn’t even first degree
I didn’t mean to scald you, love
Next time there’ll be a lid on your mug!
Tina S.W.
June 8, 2020
(Photo credit goes to Pixabay.com user haykatomts.)
At least he was a good sport about it! ☕️
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Hehe. Yes, he forgives me for my clumsiness. ☺
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Nice poem Tina.👌
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Thank you. ☺
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I’m so pleased to see that the fires of romance are still burning deep. Again you made me laugh. Thank you. Hope you both have a wonderful weekend.
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😀 Hehe. I Hope you had a good weekend. I have some catching up to do on your blog. It’s Swiss Monday! 😆 We’ll just blame it on the time difference.
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We operate on Yorkshire Mean Time. It’s about 200 years behind everyone else. We have just started getting that piped electricity thing…. 😁
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I love your humor little sister 🙂
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Thank you. 😃
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Haha cute little poem!!😀
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Thanks Ali! 😊
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