An emo poem about tea.
 

Oh why
Does the Chai
Make me cry?
It's always
Sadness tea-time
Inside.
My girlfriend
She dumped me
We would play dress up.
But now
I sit here
Looking at my tea cup.
Just looking at my teacup.

[Bows].

Absolutely beautiful, Duck. I'll never look at tea the same way again.

*ponders on how to best kidnap Duckman so that he will come and drink hot, sweet, strong and delicious mint tea with her*

Delightful.

Quite.

*claps*

I love chai tea.

My ex was drinking chai today.

*cries*

Actually, though.

I'm thirsty.

dear god...