Another Ode To Coffee

*stir, stir, stir* *clink, clink* *sip*

Hello, Coffee.

Hi.

I’ve written another poem about you.

Is it as good as the last one?

Even better.

Yay.

*huh hummm*

 

O Coffee, O Coffee,
My own turtledove,
I want to express
The depth of my love.

 

O Coffee, O Coffee,
Caffiene in a cup,
When I’m feeling down
You cheer me up.

 

When already up,
You make me quite manic,
And just might incite
A bit of a panic.

 

I’ll try not to dance,
On top of my desk.
Between you and me
It is for the best.

 

O Coffee, O Coffee,
My stomach’s in shreds,
But I must refuse
To drink tea instead.

 

O Coffee, O Coffee,
My love it is true,
I know I will never
Be quit of you!

 

Wow.

I know. It’s pretty good, isn’t it?

I couldn’t feel more special if I was freshly ground.

It was nothing.

It certainly was. Get back to work.

Just one more sip…

You consume me.

Okay.

 

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