Chosen By Fairies

It is green when she I defined. For most of the world drinks it to. I said most not all most perhaps. It is said of all the expectant bushes, with out trees to distract them. No trees, not even for shade. Wollongong heart of the city and rings. Chosen specifically and justification, and green tea leaf when groups of virgins Without hands using only their lips. The basket from their necks is hung. It is the legend. Whom it is a virgin she must, that is normal. Chosen by the fairy, where the leaf is picked by the lips, holds the mouth open anticipating until. When the boiling water to them reacts. Blowing bubbles, it is poured over the leaves. Fairies fall to the sky and once in the sky, they come down as tea. It rises once more to come down as steam. It is good, the virgin lips have picked right. Carefully, as the basket is hung below the window. Green each leaf when it is chosen. And this time when her mouth is more efficient. More of the tongue is trained and used. You read the local work advertisement. It causes disputes within half the area. Virgin half of the lips, full-time dressed as flames has employment. The brown leaves are blown away.