Oh Coffee, I love what you do.
I love how you sound the minutes you brew.
You taste so good, I could drink you out of a shoe.
Sweetened with cream, you taste like a dream.
I love a Cafe Au Lait, even in the month of May.
Don't give me instant as an option.
That is one nasty concoction.
So here is my ode to the coffee in my cup,
And don't speak to me until I've at least had a sip, for from there my day only goes up.
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