Cock Coffee
It's cock; it's coffee
It's not your cup
It's hard to swallow
It's kept you up
You cough; you turn
You wonder why
You've just been burned
and haven't die
You sip; you swallow
You say; I'm me
And then you wallow
prepped and snee
To see I'm me
and less for hallow
And dirty, dumb
and not to allow
So see me off
Please do my dear
But remember bye
means 3 guys seer
To hold you in
a passion's rate
of paid for now
despite your hate
And you will come
to me again
Not one day soon
but lost and then
I will take you
to a cause
That coffee made
is YOU and CRAWS!
Copyright © Trevor Mcleod | Year Posted 2022
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