If it stinks, don’t blame me. It’s as if it wrote itself with very little assistance from me. I mean, really – I’m only on cup number one, and it’s Monday. I did one type through with no changes, ’cause that’s just how I roll.
I’m a purist.
I’ll probably add a Playlist later, after I drop Liam at Pre-School, hit the grocery and have two more cups…
One Mom’s Spontaneous Ode to Coffee
I love the way you jack me up,
You hot, black velvet in my cup
And gird my mood for battle fair
with toys and poopy underwear.
My busy day I’m dearth to face
Until sweet coffee’s had it’s place
Upon my breakfast table where
I move the laundry piles with care.
I gently nudge the bills away,
Refuse to let work have the sway
To mar the blissful waking mood
that rich elixir doth exude.
Come sing with me of college years
Grey all-nighters, hangover tears
And all the foibles forced to flee
By coffee’s steadfast loyalty.
Ah, yes, dark friend! We owe to you
So much in life we’re wont to do
Careers, achievements, breeding too –
Without you…we’d just sleep right through!
To you, sweet beans, we give attention
To whining kids we shall not mention
The truth that’s proved each day anew…
The one I love the best is YOU!