Tuesday, November 13, 2018

The Drink

You must acquire the taste,
No one’s born liking it,
The attraction is really its effects,
On fatigued temperaments,

It’s like it doesn’t travel down your throat,
But envelops your mind,
Opens your eyes and ears to the morning,
So that you can get through the daily grind,

All all these variations really prove.
Is it’s got to be masked,
Like a superhero saving the world,
Nothing told, nothing asked,
I mean coffee!
I’ve almost finished mine,
It marks the beginning of ev’ryday,
Its absence leaves you feeling you have died.

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