Silver clinks. There's tea to drink.
"Isn't time you find a job, I think"
Cups go rattle, clitter clank,
"Yes, me to" I duly thank.
"What 'bout this one? it would do"
"Kitchen cleaner. Yes thank you!"
"Didn't you go to school for something"
"Yes I did, but qualifies nothing"
"Oh right, So what can you do?"
Mind clears, "Oh f**k you."