The Kettle
Kettles foresing
What's cupped and stirred.
Sir, I have heard
Your cup has a ring.
Go pour your tea!
The leaves float up:
Calumny
Corrupts the cup.
Don't misconstrue
What kettles do.
Madam, allow
The kettle is you,
Gossip's the brew.
Don't slander me!
The wetted word
Sieves through the slot
No matter how
We pitch the pot.
Leaves only settle
In an upright kettle.
Structure
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