Tea my love ?

Oh finest lady, the finest brew,
You're fresh just like the morning dew.
The style the scent of perfect you.
Brewed from Tetley or Typhoo
Or Yorkshire Tea so strong, refining
Perhaps a tea thats brewed from Twinings

Refreshing, revitalising,
Tantilising, mesmerising!
No tea bag brew,
But leaves released
Spirit float free,
amongst the pot,
Infusing colour at any spot.
Faultless hostess
My girl, you swirl send in a whirl.
You flit and dance
You circulate and mingle,
You send us all a tingle.

Your character infusing colour,
Infectious, our clear water's duller,
A warming taint paints Autumn beige
A darker brown to calm from any rage.
Your mystery like Assam tea
Earl Grey perfect perfumery
To tantalise our taste buds
To send us out in gushing floods.
You pull our heart strings there
You are the blend beyond compare.
Refreshing, quenching,
Calming, soothing
A dash of milk to smooth the flavour
The finest tea the taste to savour
The taste tea leaves
Just time for one cup of wonderment
That is of course from heaven scent

So a toast to all the ladies here

Shall I put the kettle on dear?