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The smell of dark coffee brews in early morn.
Such a treat to wake up to, when I’m groggy and worn 
I’m not fond of fancy frothy coffee shop brew
None of them will really do 
Unless you pour a spot of Irish Cream to fire up a few.

When my girlfriend Susie would come over to stew, 
I always put on a fresh pot of dark roasted coffee to brew 
I have always been a softy when giving her a caring shoulder 
We enjoyed the bliss of coffee and Baileys Irish Cream liqueur
to make us bolder. 

Friendship with laughter is a treasure,  
with a sip of spiked coffee will always do with pleasure.

When I was young, Mommy would sometimes wake up 
looking like a fuddled zombie, 
but 
as soon as she’d have her first cup of sugary with cream coffee, 
she’d be our mommy again cooking us something good for our tummies.

12/3/3021

redo 12/9/2016


''Z'' Contest, New or Old - Poetry Contest 5.  zombie   
Sponsored by: Constance La France 

original title: WAKE UP WITH COFFEE OR TEA

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