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Tuesday, January 24, 2006
Got up this mornin’ lotsa things to do.
Pull on my slippers and old bathrobe too.
Out to the kitchen flip the switch for the pot.
Hearing the bubble, smelling coffee it’s hot.
Off to the cat dish change the food and water.
Go brush my teeth and take all the pills that I aughta.
Back to the kitchen grab a cup and a spoon.
Gotta have my coffee real soon.
Wait what is this a tragedy has transpired
My poor old Mr Coffee has just expired.
He sputtered and only spit out a cup and a half
Not enough in the pot for the day to last.
Alas I will die if I don’t go in search
Of a replacement my minds in a lurch.
So out to the truck purse in my hand.
Look for a pot don’t know where I’ll land.
Finally I found it my new little pot.
It ain’t Mr. Coffee but it’s all they got.
Little it is it just makes five cups
But it enough in the morning to start me up.
Nothing says I can’t make more pots than one.
I’ll see if I get through lunch before it’s done.
So this is the end of my tale of woe.
Goodbye Mr. Coffee sad to see you go!.
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Momma on 01/24 at 03:51 PM
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