Every morning when the Queen woke up two maids dressed her two more styled her hair and the butler made her tea Each day she sipped her tea alone And each day her tea started to taste a bit worse Finally she could stand it no longer
James she yelled This tea is horrible
Oh dear said James Too much sugar Too little milk Too much talking said the Queen I must find the perfect cup of tea Stop slouching and get me my coat Yes Your Majesty said James
hilltops meadows and seas They floated over Land there the Queen commanded
