Good morning, Mr. Gray
I am your nurse today
I will start your treatment
How I wish it was only liniment.
From a plant called periwinkle it was extracted
My dear, do not be surprised its colour is red
Wine of hope infused with poison
You will feel unwell after this infusion.
My intentions are pure and true
Through those vessels, I will give you
Do not rush – do not count one, two, three,
I cannot fully guarantee that you will be free.
(MALT, 12 June 2012)
(This was in my drafts box and because it has been long ago since I drafted it, I can no longer add anything extra. Just sending out there my raw thoughts.)
Merry Tea 