Mr. Tea

Mr. Tea,
to the tune of Yesterday, by The Beatles
(This actually happened to me in high school, so enjoy)


Mr. Tea,
What a massive crush I had on thee,
Private trombone lessons you’d give me
Oh Mister Tea,
You tutored me.

Suddenly,
A big booger flew right out of me
And it landed straight on my left knee
Oh Mister Tea,
Hope you didn’t see

Ran, right, out of there,
With my face
A crimson hue,

Why’d that booger fly
From my nose,
In front of you?

Mr. Tea,
For a few weeks I could not face thee
But your smile still gives me weakened knees
Your Booger Queen, oh yes that’s me!

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