A MAD TEA-PARTY

With misery about

As far as the eye can see

A merry celebration

What fun a party can be!

There is the March Hare

And the Hatter, having some tea

A dormouse sitting beside them

“No room, No room, No room” they cried

But there was! As far as the eye can see!

And it was the space they eyed

“Have some wine” says the March Hare

But there’s none to be found

The wine, perhaps missing, the question is where

If only there was some to go around

Tea parties round here are quite a calamity

Madness, sanity, not enough to go about

These essentials are quite a necessity

Something the party could not be without