Sometimes the world just gets you down
And times are rather tough
You’re feeling kind of out of place
Your mind is filled with fluff
You’re at a loss for what to do
You don’t know where to go
So you do what just comes naturally
And grab a cup o’ joe
When morning finds you far too soon
And gives your face a slap
It’s clear you haven’t slept enough
You really feel like crap
When all you really want to do is crawl back into bed
Or perhaps just try to kill the bastards drumming in your head
So you…
Grab a cup of java
That magic in a mug
Some caffeinated goodness
To chug and chug and chug
Without it you can’t function
Your brain gets stuck in park
No matter what you try to do
You just can’t find your spark
When I say I know just how you feel
I’m sure you know it’s true
’cause anyone who knows me
Knows that I’m an addict too
I love the way it tastes
And how it perks me up
If you want to make me happy
Just fetch your biggest cup
Of…
Caffeinated goodness
Oh how I love it so
A cuppa cappuccino
To make my body go
Perhaps some macchiato
Or latté on the run
It doesn’t make much difference
As long as I get one
Oh it doesn’t make much difference
As long as I get one…
a girl after my own heart-Benita says her earliest memories of me is holding a cup of coffee!
you are very talented-read some of your other poetry as well!
hugs
Laura
I understand you did not go to any “Tea Parties” writing this Shabat
Morning with a Hot Coffee Hafooch with Milk.
Uncle Sam
I’ve been addicted to coffee since I worked in the government. My day starts and ends with coffee. Love this poem.