freshly bleached, blanketed napkin sheets

Blue icy mountain moans,

on end of scrumptious scone.

Tea wavers as if it’s lost at sea,

and spoons rest on freshly bleached, blanketed napkin sheets.

Daisy’s drool and droop,

while gazing at sassy sugar scoop.

Lilies lay discreet,

ready to be held in warm hand’s loveseat.

Beethoven’s Symphony No. 9

rings from the corner, calm and fine.

Corsets and suits stilted and stiff,

fresh air, many would delight in a whiff.

Top-hats askance and ready to dance,

flirting at lipstick-stained handkerchiefs who blush and prance.

Sun bows and settles in on window panes,

ladies longing to shimmer and court,

while men compete for the simple sport.