Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Tea Bird

This bird's got curiosity

When cup and leaves come in my view.

Maybe someone has brewed some tea.

I think, what the heck, so I do

A drop down to the window sill.

Perhaps it's just a bird brain whim,

Has happened oft before, but still

One never knows. On the cup rim

I take a perch and peek inside.

All of my senses be in prime.

My beak does be my trusty guide

To take me into my tea time.

Alas, I find an empty cup,

No one around to filler up!