When is it time for coffee?
Anytime, and some toffee
How about some French roast
Oh no, the Dark roast
Is the best
What, am I depressed
To push the grounds hard
And then throw it in the backyard
Great heaping compost
Good nitrogen, they say, like pot roast
No way, how many hours
Who knows, it’s like when you’re tripping
Sipping, slurping, and skipping down the lane
To the train
Not knowing anything at all
But the buzz in my body is the call
We all know what it is, the commode
You’ve gone too far
Its bizarre
All this, just for coffee
Written By Inge Schultz
First published January 10, 2025,
Curious Existence website.
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