03 February, 2015

Tea

At the end of the busy day
As the menu drew to a close
Between the items on the menu card
A surprising challenge arose
The loftier sandwich roll
Nudged the donut aside
And the red velvet cake
Had the blueberry beside
They sat and they bragged
About who was the most choiced
Who got the max love
For whom taste buds rejoiced
The apple pie was squashed
So she had no face
And the burnt caramel pudding
Also bowed out of the race
It seemed as if today had been
The day of the chocolate ećlair
The day end sales register
Was declaring the winner fair
Brownie, ećlair and donut
Wore the smuggest look
Each went up on the podium
And a deep bow they took

When suddenly among the fare
A  steamy voice came up
'I stand a chance to win '
Said the humble tea cup.
'I may not ring in the cash
And make the register blue
But please hear me out,
I  am in the race too !'
'I bow to all delicacies. 
Accept my humble spot.
But, without a sip of me,
Many would like you not.
And the two young girls,
Who sat and sat today.
They drank many a cups
Coz they had so much to say.
Love and friendship blooms
Over a cup of tea.
Many walk into the shop
Just for a sip of me.'

'So, I may be down the list
Of this delicious spread
But, I am the first choice
Of many people instead.
Ask those two young girls
Who gossiped over me,
Who was the most loved?
And who the winner should be?'

The register raised a brow
At this touching speech
All eyes turned to her
For a decision to reach.
She shook her pages out
Said, "Hmmm, let's see...
After a lot of thought,
I declare the winner is 'tea' !!! "



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