Poems To Sip By: The Musings of A Coffee Freak (INeedCoffee.com)

Poems To Sip By: The Musings of A Coffee Freak

I Am Coffee, Hear Me Roar! (the bean's perspective)

"I am the bean
That brings caffeine
To every fiend
That's on the scene

From Katmandu
to downtown Reno...
From coffee (black)
To cappacino.

I open eyes
And grease the tongue.
I soothe the old
And move the young.

I am coffee.
Hear me roar!
Drink me - now -
So you can soar!

So, keep on drinking
Won't you please?
Cause' I'm the cure
To your disease.

Sufficient grounds
To swill my juice?
Don't want to hear
Your lame excuse.

Don't have to listen
To what this says
Just ask my dad -
He's Juan Valdez."

Waiting for Coffee

The Cold Sip

Coffee drinkers, gather 'round.
Your coffee cup is fertile ground
For frigid foulplay deep within.
(To taste it cold should be a sin...)

Corrupts the bottom of your cup;
The one you need for waking up.
So, please take heed, sip fast and well
Or you'll descend to Sipper's Hell.

It grows from sloth and sips infrequent.
Next thing you know, your cup's delinquent.
Lack of focus, life's distracting...
Leads to coffee heat-extracting.

A low-grade cup could be the cause,
While some abuse the coffee pause.
And sometimes we misplace our mug...
Enough to make you want to chug.

The Cold Sip lurks beyond the pour
And sends a chill into my core...
It shocks my center, like frost in winter;
My aching bones begin to splinter.

You think you're safe, so one more sip...
Then cold wetness on your lip!!!
It leaves a bad taste in your mouth.
Such bitter stuff when cups go south.

Better to sip and lose, you see.
There's more to life than coke and tea!
So, roll the dice and seize that pot
And sip your coffee whilst it's hot.

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Poems To Sip By: The Musings of A Coffee Freak

I Am Coffee, Hear Me Roar! (the bean's perspective)

The Cold Sip