I wake to whir of grinder’s roar
Then heavenly smells waft through the door
Soon footsteps on the stairs draw near
My morning cup of joe is here!
I want no dainty china cup
A great, big, man-sized mug full up
With coffee, dark and rich and hot
With just a touch of cream on top
Hubs brings it to me every day
That morning cup fixed just my way
I sit and sip, right there in bed
‘Til last night’s cobwebs leave my head
I must admit I cannot think
‘Til first I’ve had that morning drink
I fear I’m just a little hooked
Without it, gosh, my mind feels cooked
And oh my head, it throbs, it aches
Give me my coffee, whatever it takes!
It sounds extreme I must admit
Have I become a coffee addict?
I fear ‘tis true! Oh woe is me!
Is there C.A.* to set me free?
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