Ode to Coffee

Oh, coffee, you reborative drink,
Without you my mind would be lost, I think.

Fairest of beverages, fruit of the bean,
What morning, with clarity, without you is seen?

You hot steamy blessing, you dark bitter brew,
How many lives are cut short, but for you?

Dear coffee I love you, for all that you’ve given
To me and to others, who work for a livin’.

More lovely than nicotine, less fatal than meth,
To you do I pledge all my mornings, ’til death.

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