Come, have a drink with me –
Care can swallow love,
And tasks devour time
Enough of cups of tea!
Your eyes, ever more sublime,
Dancing bright above
A brown and friendly beer
Will soon meet mine, my dear
Intoxicatingly.
When I think of the parts I don’t play.
The minuscule oeuvre of my writing career
I look at you...
When I wake you up for morning tea
I always feel immensely fond –
You’re drowsy and not quite yet beyond...
