10 April 2012
"My dear Mister Hatter, whatever's the matter? Why do you sit down and weep? For right over there is your dear friend, March Hare, And the Dormouse is sound and asleep.
Why do you look on the day with such gloom? And why do you not wear your hat? Your visage today recalls thoughts of the tomb! Pray, what is the reason for that?"
"The reason, my girl, is for you to unfurl, Please come here and sit down on my knee. Reach for that pot there and peer deep inside. As you see, I have run out of tea!"
On Having No Tea • Opuss № I