Morning Coffee Incantation

by Rhyme In Time

Slope-sprung gift on hill-side planted,
Nature’s gift we take for granted.
Perform me now the spell, then quaff
The magic potion from carafe:

    Extract from beans your bitter brew
    To Frankensteining hulk renew,
    And through the magic of the grind
    Restore the workings of my mind.

My vessel holds your ichor strong;
I drink you–now it won’t be long.

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2 Comments to “Morning Coffee Incantation”

  1. Anything with the word ‘coffee’…… and I’m right there! Good post😊

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