I had a magic teapot
as wondrous as can be
For every time I tipped it
out comes a different kind of tea
I've tasted honey, thyme and lemon
jasmine and chamomile too
And even several horrid ones
like brocolli and bamboo
With my magic teapot
I was the envy of the town
kids from school came everyday
just to see if I was around
Together we held parties
with cupcakes on the side
And my teapot was the star of the show
for everyone wanted a try
But good times don't last forever at least that's what people say
And true enough one fateful day
my teapot 'passed away'
A kid named Timmy twas' all his fault
for letting my teapot fly
And since pots are not built for flight
my dear pot was bound to 'die'
By now I suppose that you have guessed
what happened that tragic day
my beloved teapot fell and broke
shattered a million ways
No longer would I get to taste
my teapot's special brews
It's unique teas were gone for good
I wished this wasn't true
But alas a wish is just a wish
my teapot would not return
And so I bid farewell to thee my pot
I promise I shall not mourn
Instead this poem is a gift for you
a testament of our friendship
Everyone will know of you
and wish your teas had passed their lips!
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