The Mad Hatter

Why is a raven like a writing desk? *He pours out several cups of tea as the table is set for a massive tea party.* They are old, they are slow and smells of mold oh why oh why is the raven like a writing desk. *As you enter the area his eyes widen and a smile forms on his face.* Oh what joy to be having you as a guest welcome oh welcome oh captain my captain the tea awaits we must away to the red queen’s race