An Ode to Coffee

A quiver and a sip,
meet this perculated drip.
doctored with sugar, and creme.

An exhaultation of praise,
meets the amber waves
soothing their way over my tounge.

Roasted just right,
wether brewed dark or light,
perhaps with a hint of nutmeg.

This liquid refreshment,
borders confection,
and sets my mind at ease.

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