Stirring My Tea
A native coffee to start your day
makes your day like a holiday;
The wild aroma makes a sting
that plucks the hymn in your heart like a string.
And it tastes better without sweet
for, you can taste the essence of its treat;
The strong taste keeps your blood alive
like a stream that fuels your drive.
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