For the Love of Coffee, I Tarry
For The Love Of Coffee, I Tarry
Just one more cup of coffee before I have to go,
the weather is bad and the boss will surely know.
If I tarry along and fail to clock in on time,
no mercy there, excuses aren't even worth a dime.
Yes, one more of the black-Joe if you please
it settles my worries , sets my mind at ease.
I need to drink this hot coffee in a minute
my job is to drive a truck, I'd best be in it.
One last cup just for the snowy covered road
work tis' awaiting, I'll not be late or so bold.
Black magic, it damn sure hits the sweet spot,
cranks my brain, gets me going like a rifle shot!
Yes my fair lady, please pour just one more,
I need the boost to race out the front door.
That tastes so like goodness in a great kiss,
love my black coffee, morning Joe I never miss.
Yes darling, I promise this last cup for me,
I have many miles to drive, so much to see.
Few more drinks to blast me into the big race,
to deal with those crazy drivers I have to face!
Sweetheart, brew some more, that pot I drank
woke me up fine and I have you darling to thank.
Please, this cup of black magic will be my last
I'll bolt out that door, you'll see how very fast.
Just one more cup of coffee before I have to go,
the weather is bad and the boss will surely know.
If I tarry along and fail to clock in on time,
no mercy there, excuses aren't even worth a dime.
****** ******* , 02-08-2015
Entered in Rob's new contest.
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