A Mad Tea Party

Sipping his tea was a young boy quite dismal
"My god!" He exclaimed, "This tea's rather abysmal!
That brew in my mouth left a horrible taste,
My taste buds, I fear, seem to have been defaced."

And though he put sugar and milk in his tea,
The beverage tasted twice worse, maybe three!
Standing up from the table, he gave this report,
"This drinking of tea I decide to abort."

The End

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