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Coffee Tea and Me
Awakening - not my forte per se,
With a new dawn perspective rather grey,
Lolling in bed I stretch and yawn until
Coffee aroma nibbles my nostril.
The mere thought of it stirs my core to rise,
The first sip opens up my droopy eyes,
Half through the cup my bowel goes wide awake,
My zest for life skyrockets, give or take.
On high alert I run round and about,
Achieve, accomplish and excel, no doubt.
Yet by noontime adrenaline I lack -
Need more of caffeine to bounce right back.
Cup on cup daily cravings satisfied,
Tossing and turning all night, the dread side!
By morning yet again the eyes tight shut
Til coffee scent tickles my nostril BUT
Sadly, in golden age I took to tea -
Temperament cooled down, caffeine free.
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Margarita Lillico
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