Morning coffee, morning coffee,
wherefore art thou morning coffee,
i am bleary eyed
and cannot spy my
pot of black.
White with a sugar and a half,
for two sugars this morning is beyond
Morning coffee morning coffee,
wherefore art thou morning coffee.
Yawn, scratch, rub rub.
There you are, oh wonderous black stuff!
Pour from the pot, not quite a lot,
just one mug of cold coffee,
prepared overnight in the dripper,
ready to make me chirpier.
Slurp, sip, guzzle!
Now where was I?
Oh yes, Ann the happiness provider
informs me how to create excerpts of posts,
perhaps that’ll facilitate the red velvet rope
a dope, to drive a little more traffic
to my wordpress site,
and thus in me,
create a little more delight
as i view the stats about those that read
rather than loose all my pearls to the void of
emails no reply, no reply.
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