I have something special, yes, just for me
I hum, I sing, while making this tea
It's not rare, or important, to most
But it's special, I love it, so I will boast

Sweet? How I love!
Cold? Yes please!
I love it because,
It's special to me

Whenever I'm tired, sad, or alone
I can count on this, tea, this tea I love
In the heat, or in the cold
This tea is special, this tea I love...

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