Inventors mind
On a dark, cold night
In a carport in the suburbs of Melbourne
A budding inventor was hard at work
He was wondering what to create next
Or if he should just get some rest.
He pondered this for a bit longer
Grabbed a cup of matcha green tea
Decided to watch some TV
As he watched he say something
A lightbulb suddenly come on
He ran back to his carport
Created some blueprints
Drew up the plan
Gathered the parts
But whatever could it be
An automatic tea maker
So that he wouldn’t have to get up
When he wanted another cup
So that he could continue watching TV
He was hooked into ‘back to 1989 念間’
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Sometimes it’s nice to just write some poetry. It doesn’t always rhyme but it can be a lot of fun.