Coffee
Coffee
Coffee arrives, that grave and wholesome Liquor,
That heals the stomach, makes the genius quicker,
Relieves the memory, revives the sad,
And cheers the Spirits, without making me mad...
~Anonymous
Coffee arrives, that grave and wholesome Liquor,
That heals the stomach, makes the genius quicker,
Relieves the memory, revives the sad,
And cheers the Spirits, without making me mad...
~Anonymous
Labels: poetry
posted by Laura at
6:24 AM
3 Comments:
Drinking my second cup as I type :)
I'm just about to go pour a cup of coffee. I like "makes the genius quicker." Let's hope it works its magic this morning. ;)
I recently confessed to a friend that setting up the percolator at night before bed makes me incredibly happy and optimistic and I think, "In just a few hours I'll be drinking my coffee!"
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