Ode to Coffee
O! The bold and sumptuous taste,
With sweet cream whipped,
Or milk and sugar laced,
It is a joy to be sipped.
Piping, warm, or chilled,
I pour it in my cup.
My drowsiness it killed,
From near death it wakes me up.
Whether a Dunkin or a Starbuck,
Or straight out of the pot.
I get an extra boost of luck,
With each espresso shot.
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