3 AM
Coffee Crash
Caffeine is my shepherd; I shall not doze.
It make me to wake in green pastures:
It lead me beyond the sleeping masses.
It restore my buzz
It leadeth me in the paths of consciousness for its name's sake.
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of addiction,
I will fear no Equal
For thou art with me; thy cream and thy sugar they comfort me.
Thou prepare a carafe before me in the presence of The Starbucks:
Thou anoint my day with pep; my mug run over.
Surely richness and taste shall follow me all the days of my life:
And I will dwell in the House of Mocha forever.
It make me to wake in green pastures:
It lead me beyond the sleeping masses.
It restore my buzz
It leadeth me in the paths of consciousness for its name's sake.
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of addiction,
I will fear no Equal
For thou art with me; thy cream and thy sugar they comfort me.
Thou prepare a carafe before me in the presence of The Starbucks:
Thou anoint my day with pep; my mug run over.
Surely richness and taste shall follow me all the days of my life:
And I will dwell in the House of Mocha forever.
Simply as Coffee is a hug in a mug :]
Comments
Post a Comment