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Irreverent Ritual
Blink awake, get up, Brew reviving cup, Breathe each fuelling sup, Then to the cleansing waters go, Inhale the essence slow, Awash with ebb and flow, Purified head to toe, Mystery of water empower At this early hour The mind comes to in the shower, Blink awake, get up, Brew reviving cup, Breathe each fuelling sup, Caffeine shot number two, Day ahead, so much to do, A wish for time to see it through, And blessings of love sent to you, The click of heat making toast, And Marmite spread I love the most, Picking up the morning post, More bills, the same old ghost, Blink awake, get up, The third reviving cup, Breathe each fuelling sup, In sacred words they always say, Like ghouls demanding I must pay, Already the mind has gone astray, What a way To start the day Time for coffee number four, As from pot to cup I deftly pour, The darkness I adore, And now I must head out the door, The working day is calling me, I’m ready, tanked with coffee, And in my mind I’m always free, With a note of love from me to thee This ritual ends and blessed it be! Form: Skeltonic Rhyme
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