The Whiskey Taster’s Flavor Guide

Tea Cakes and Coffee Breaks

Monday morning coffee break
Everyone seems ill at ease
To be back working from eight to five

It almost seems the order of the day
For people to sit down and dissect human nature
Just to keep themselves alive

'Did you see what she was wearing'
'Did you hear what she said'
Its all par for the course I'm afraid

I sit amongst lives 
Happy to critise others
Rather than face the mistakes they might of made

The business of bitchiness
Has me reaching for my quiet room
Begging for a sun that wakes

To bring me solace and freedom
From whisperers and secrets 
On Tea cakes and Coffee breaks
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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The Whiskey Taster’s Flavor Guide
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