Full Moon Tea

On Blood Moon night,
by the pale moonlight,
I sat down for tea with visitors three.





We reveled in the moonlight,
as our tea we did pour,
The chit chat by candlelight,
never began to bore.





As we sipped down our tea,
the leaves we did did swirl,
in cup bottoms we began to see,
shapes and futures unfurl.



A Heart?



A creature most fierce?



An Umbrella Carrier?



Perhaps you can tell me what shapes you do see,
in the soggy leaves left in cup bottoms by tea.

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