Tea, the bittersweet companion

Who got me through my classes

And past late-night assignments

Tea, the reason my teeth are stained

And the reason why I'm sane

It was the bitterness of black tea

That took a course through my body

And shut off every racking nerve

Fiber that couldn't keep calm

Tea, my equivalent to a therapist

Who left a mark so clearly that

People will swear it's because

I have poor dental hygiene