Ode to Coffee

Ode to Coffee

A tribute

My alarm clock doth ring

And out of bed I don't spring

For too early is it

Yet at my desk I must sit.

Still yawnin' and stretchin'

I make my way to the kitchen

To put things in motion

Brewing life's sweetest potion.

As I shower, I think

What awaits me to drink

So I soak and I scrub

Don't fall asleep in the tub!

Could I just stay awake

As my hair and face I make,

Do my clothes even match?

I might need a second batch.

Completed, I emerge

Oh morning, thou art my scourge!

But look, in the distance...

That which saves my existence!

Come sweetly to my lips,

Never mind the scalding drips.

I can face this new day

Sweet nectar, don't go away!