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Spontaneous Ode to Coffee

This just came to me whilst boiling eggs, packing lunches and loading the dishwasher this morning – all while clutching my steaming, aromatic brand new Mother’s Day coffee mug. 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…

I don’t split hairs. I SLICE them.

In the interest of complete transparency, may I just say that I don’t believe you shall EVER see me do another CD review on this site. So…that means you’d better hie your little tushies to The Buzz to catch my opinion of Five for Fighting’s Slice with the quickness of Mercury and his hot lil’…