Poem by Clarence James Dennis

Tea Talk

'Excuse me if I sit on you,' the cup said to the saucer.
  'I fear I've been here all the afternoon.'
'Spare excuses,' said the saucer; 'you have sat on me before, sir.'
  'Oh, I'll stir him up directly,' said the spoon.
'Stop your clatter!  Stop your clatter!' cried the bread-and-butter platter
  'Tittle-tattle!' sneered the tea-pot, with a shrug;
'Now, the most important question is my chronic indigestion.'
  'Ah, you've taken too much tannin,' jeered the jug.
'Hey, hey, hey!' sang the silver-plated tray,
'It's time you had your faces washed.  I've come to clear away!'

1. Old Farmer Jack
2. The Traveller
3. Upon the Road to Rockabout
4. Going to School
5. The White Foxglove

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