From October 2011. Imagine you've fallen down a rabbit hole and gone wandering through some woods. You get to a clearing, and there's a house shaped like a teapot. In front of this, there's table set for many people, but at which there's only a top-hatted figure who greets you thus:
Won’t you please sit down and have a drink with me?
I’ve just brewed a pot of the best Insani-tea!
Its leaves come to us from very far away,
past the shores of China or even Mandalay.
Round and round the bend I’m certain it’s been taken
hanging by the merest threads, if I’m not mistaken.
After you’ve had a chance or three to fill your cup,
perhaps on some scones and cream you would like to sup?
I’m certain we’ll have some splendid conversation
skirting round those issues known to cause vexation,
though there’s nothing wrong or right as you’ll intuit,
grass always being greener ‘til one’s gone through it.
Ah, without such civil customs, where would we be,
for it’s always tea time when you spend time with me.
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