It amazes me how they do it; are builders a special breed, or could there be a more sinister explanation?
Stock up on high-strength tea-bags, there’s cups of tea to make!
The builders are at work today: each time they take a break,
They sink a pot of Assam brewed up long and very strong.
The puzzle is, how all that tea stays in them, all day long?
It wouldn’t do to get caught short when halfway up a ladder;
So maybe, deep inside, they have a special Builder’s Bladder?
There is another answer, one on which I will not dwell,
But recently I’ve noticed that our garden’s growing well. . .