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A poem by BRUU

loose tea

A shrub has matured,
acidic earth at the base.
Evergreen growing with sun on its face.

A journey so long,
plucked with craft.
With finger and thumb,
then lovingly packed.

Chosen with vision,
experience of structure.
The leaf so revered,
it’s part of the culture.

Proudly collected,
withered and arranged.
Shipped to our homes,
to take centre stage.

Taken for granted,
hopefully not?
A flawless infusion,
it’ll sure hit the spot.

Each consumer has preference,
your ethos is you.
However you take it,
it’s time for a BRUU.

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