Cup of Coffee
guess I'm gettin' too old
or my memory's gone bad,
but some stuff now taken for granted
somehow just makes me sad...
no more "a dime for a cup of coffee"?
well that's not even close
now it's "10 dollars for a barstuck's
weekly exotic roast"
I don't know how or why,
that we have come to this,
but It makes me want to die,
cause coffee makes me piss
now I cannot afford
to pay for my needed pee
inside it builds up fast,
so coffee's only benefit
is one you can clearly see
20 lbs. I'm bloated up just now
when I walk I now do swish
a cup of coffee I do crave
and it's my bladder's only wish
Copyright © Tom Bell | Year Posted 2007
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