it was embarrassing, to say the least;
she had spilled the tea during the feast.
to think that someone like her would screw up,
was a horrible thought, a bunch of slop.
the eyes: they were all on her,
with the women laughing and the men casting vulgar looks on her.
oh, how she wanted to leave the room and not look back,
but her honour was at stake, she knew of that.
