Dear mug.
I'm sorry if I break your handle
Or smash your fragile pot shell
When my hand wrapped too tight around you
How when my arm was caught
You fell
I'm sorry if I left you there
To turn cold; alone, unused
And when I took a sip and had to spit
then cursed vehemently at the contents of you
Dear mug can I say I'm sorry
For having to throw you away
You're cracked, chipped, and leaking
And handle-less as of today
I know, I understand, It's not your fault
That you wound up this way
But dear mug, I'm so sorry,
is all I wanted to say.