• I had tea on the counter but now it is gone. I had tea for me, but now I have none.
    So what shall I drink when tea isn't here. And who to complain to when I shed a tear.
    My drink was made up of magic and mayhem plus insight for all.
    I had so much to spare and now patience so small.
    Who took my drink? I'll end them on sight.
    I'm shook to think, think I'm filled with fright.
    The market can't replace what thieves took from me.
    Now live my life lacking security.