Four sisters



Miss Mohi Bush
Would like to extend her cordial invitation
To a Victorian Tea Party
 the First of March
At three o'clock in the afternoon
On One twenty two Apple Blossom Lane
by the woods
Fine teas will be brewed,
And delicate finger sandwiches shall be enjoyed.
Casual dress but don't forget to wear a hat.
Please bring your favorite teacup to the party. 















Now it's day,

I've been trying to get that taste off my tongue

I was dreaming of just you, now our cereal, it is warm


Attractive day in the rubble of the night from before Now I can't walk in a vacuum, I feel ugly , feel my pores

It's the trees of this day that I do battle with for the light Then I start to feel tragic, people greet me, I'm polite