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Coffee Trifall

Morning Coffee Poetry Place

Morning coffee must be hot 
In the afternoon I drink herbal tea 
But at sunset, I drink wine
I like my morning routine a lot
And my time to be just  me
Drinking wine makes the evening so fine 

And at night a shot 
Of rum or whiskey fills me with glee
 loving what is mine
I used to smoke pot 
Thought that was the key
Went on a spending spree 

 nowadays afraid of a random gunshot
Hoping you will hear my plea
Time to end the violence, don’t you agree
 is everything just a hot shot 
Will this set my heart free
When will I ever be carefree?
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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