They ask me if I want some tea
Of course I say, "Yes, please"
Maybe I'm a little naive
I thought everyone made tea the same way
Our tea, sunbrewed
Our tea is sweet
Our tea is good
Our tea was all I ever knew
Our tea makes me happy
But these people aren't from here
They bring me a cup filled with deception
I take a sip
Immediately, I can't help but spit
This stuff is bitter
It's dirty water
It's the devil's brew
This cup is full of misery
It can't possibly be tea
This cup is where I lose my manners
This cup makes me gag
It makes me feel like a cat
hacking up a furball
This "tea" is an imposter
This "tea" makes me feel sick
It dries out my mouth
It makes me cough
No way was it made by someone from
the south
I must pour it out

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