The golden teacup sat tall and proud shing shing clop, shing shing clop upon a stump in the green, grassy wood shing shing clop, shing shing clop. Soon came a boy of seventeen, his feet so tired of walking the mile. He noticed this lonely cup of gold and upon his face came a smile. "I'll take this unclaimed teacup," he thought "and give it to my true love, Meliss. She'll love me forever and a day if she receives a gift like this." But as soon as he touched the proud teacup it spoke many a word so true. "I do not think I'd do such a thing if I were you." "You see, I am here for the animals; from me it is where they drink. Whosoever I shall fall into the hands of will no longer be able to think." But the boy of seventeen did not believe that such a thing could occur. So he took the teacup anyway, that he may give it to her. Along the wood he did go with the teacup in his hand. He felt he was the best lover ever there was in the land. And when the young Meliss received the teacup tall and proud, she kept it by her bed for days and often sang out loud. But like the golden teacup to the boy of seventeen said, when he came back to visit his Meliss he found the poor girl dead. The golden teacup sat tall and proud shing shing clop, shing shing clop upon a stump in the green, grassy wood shing shing clop, shing shing clop.
—Written way back in high school. Probably for an English assignment.
I always liked it. Just read it to my son. He didn’t.