Is Maarten a teapot?

He doesn’t really rumble,

Or whistle as much,

Neither is there any boiling liquid

Flowing out from his spouts.

Is Maarten a teapot?

He claims to be one

Is he is waiting to burst

Or feeling pressured and hot

Maybe it is the liquid he drinks

Though tea isn’t his first choice to bring.

It’s Yi Ling Soy during day

Or any can of beer at night would do

Not a tequila man,

Vodka orange is acceptable too.

Never have I actually seen him tipsy

Though, advice he’d give

All real, rational and maybe risky

Drunk folks around him often fall

He is there to help you stand tall.

Maarten is honest and clever

Knowing more than he ever let spill

He is a lot like a good coffee bean

The only good one among the regulars you meet.

His jokes are unusual

Need time to acclimatise

Laced with dry sarcasm

His frustrations bubble and bobble

Unlike a teapot though

He isn’t dark on the inside.

In a manner, he is a teapot

Transforming simple things

Into warmth and comfort

Into joy and shareable moments

Between unlikely friends

And regular strangers alike.

Inspired by Maarten’s long standing status of: “I am a teapot”