Once there was a cup It broke, but did not give up The cup said it will live through the pain If, for the world, there could be some gain Thus it served and leaked, but never creaked Always putting its best lip forward One night a lot was put on its head "I have survived lots, will survive this", the cup said The cups around then chirped up "We know you don't want to give up But know this, you are not alone We will be here, after you are gone" The next morning, the cup was dead It had given up, and moved on ahead.