I'm in the Mood to Experiment
I'm in the mood to experiment.
Uh-oh--right as I'm making my morning tea, too.
I shouldn't, I know, but yes, here it comes:
that feeling, that urge, that I just can't resist;
that enticing little voice that says "Just try it!"
The teapot shrieks and I'm helpless to fight it.
Here I go, once again, to "try it!"
So out comes the teacup from China;
in goes the teabag, steeping it strong;
in goes a good dash of nutmeg,
and two big drops of lemon extract;
Oh dear! it hasn't let up, that feeling,
and in goes the ginger and a spoonful of honey.
Stir it all up and it smells... experimental.
So stir it again, close your eyes, take a sip--
My experiment failed, I walk to the sink,
throw the 'tea' down the drain and the cup in the dishwater.
The kettle's still hot, so out comes the mug,
yes, a mug this time, with wild mustangs across it,
in goes one more teabag and boiling water.
Steep to perfection, add sugar and cream,
and a bit of vanilla for flavor.
Perfect, just as I like it, just as I drink it--
You'd think I would learn my lesson eventually:
I like it this way, so why try to change it?
But alas, I know that answer too well:
I'm just not the one to let things be.
Is 'well enough' well enough, really?
How can I know if I leave it alone?
So failures and all, it's a matter of time
'til the urge strikes again, and I'm once again
in the mood for a little experiment...