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Friday, February 20, 2009
Tea & Poetry
BALLAD OF THE TEA PICKERS
Where thousand hills the vale enclose, our little hut is there. And on the sloping sides around the tea grows everywhere. So I must rise at early dawn, as busy as can be. To get my daily labor done, and pluck the leafy tea.