The Ayanavaram Tea Company
This is the story of tea
Made by a girl you see
For a guy who didn't like it very much
But the tea itself was pretty good as such.
Now this guy didn't like tea at all
But what could he do, to his appall
This girl didn't have a coffee stall
But sooner or later, for her tea he'd fall
Chai tea means tea twice
In the land of masala and spice
So just say Chai and you'll be fine
And teach the Starbucks staff to get in line
Now back to our main story
Of blood and guts and glory
Oops sorry, that's another one
I've probably had too much Lipton
The girl was in her house many miles away
The guy was in his, on the bay
Thank God for cellular phones you might say
Rollover minutes every month? Hell No way!
Their first flirtatious chat some five years back
Was about the different kinds of tea and snack
they would serve at their wedding reception
If they would ever get there in their wildest imagination
But time went on and phone bills grew
longer and longer till out of the blue
He asked the question, one fine day
"For the two of us, will you please pray?"
"Pray?? Is that what he asked?"
Thought she, as she repeatedly harked
"That's an odd question, is it not?
Lest some evil befall us, what a horrible thought!"
But pray she did, night and day
And so it was revealed to her this way
That he is the one who shall be hers
And she his, heaven whispers
Above tumultuous tide their love conquered
And a beautiful story it thus sponsored
This, this was just the beginning of the beginning
And today, they celebrate their first inning
For the Ayanavaram tea company is but imaginary
But not this love, for this my friends, is a true story
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