DO COME FOR TEA, DEAR
By Josie Whitehead
Don’t forget forks for the cakes dear.
Sticky fingers on chairs? Goodness no!
We’ll polish our best silver teapot,
For we want to put on a good show.
Oh, sugar in lumps is much nicer
And our bone china cups are a must.
The sandwiches daintily served dear,
And don’t forget, trim off the crusts.
Put a serviette daintily folded
With a tea knife that’s carefully laid.
Do you think you can manage this darling?
If not, then we must hire a maid.
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John Betjeman said:
Phone for the fish-knives, Norman
As Cook is a little unnerved,
Your kiddies have crumpled the serviettes
And I must have things daintily served.
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