“When all else fails, go to, coffee — you cannot go wrong with coffee, ever!” Gun Roswell
Life’s a drag, but coffee helps — always!
When you’re feeling sad, and life, really drags Drags you, towards the end of the precipice Precipice, where you now stand, looking down Down, now, seems to be the only option Option, because you are at the end of your rope Rope, which now, seems so narrow and short Short, as the fuse, you finally lit Lit, and that, was the single and only fire left Left, from the box of those cursed matches Matches, all gone, gone, never coming back, like the last Last, drop of coffee, that precious coffee, left Left, in the now empty, hollow, sad pot Pot, which once contained the only lifesaving liquid Liquid, which was the only necessity to survive Survive, it all seems such a waste now Now, that I am standing here, here, on this, lonely ledge Ledge, of the edge, of the verge, of my own sanity Sanity, now totally and completely lost, because, I, have lost Lost, the single most precious thing in the world World, which from, I will now be, off of hurled Hurled, into the dark abyss, of nothingness Nothingness, because I simply, and honestly, have nothing left…
“Hey, here is your cup as promised. Hot, black, just like you like it!”
“Thanks!”
I smile, at the friendly offer, and take the cup into my cold hands. A sip, it feels so good! I lean back and sigh, in contentment this time. The warmth of the cup against my shaking hands, slowly calming me down, and I stop shaking. As I continues sipping, the dark liquid, let it fill my insides, I know that I am safe now and I could not be, happier!
“Coffee, never could say no to a single cup of the stuff, or a few more of them” Gun Roswell
C is for coffee so good and delightful When you drink it it’s almost freight full After one, there is the other, loosing count, then back to null Getting hooked on the sweetest of drinks Can be as mind blowing as letting the liquid sink Coffee is the thing, which makes your heart want to sing Drink it alone, drink it in company, drink it where ever you go
Why is it, that each fleeting moment my mind only visits The one thing, the one single on object explicit Could it be that I am finally loosing it?
But the mere thought of you makes me feel so good As if I could even go without any other thing, but you There’s no denying, my one and only love, I know it’s true
And when I finally get the stuff in my hands This sensation is strong I can hardly stand My head spinning, my legs wobbly, this was certainly not what I planned
But, when my lips meet with you I know everything i anticipated was true Coffee, I really love you, now and forever, we stick together like glue
“There is always time for coffee, and then some more coffee after that” Gun Roswell
Coffee, please and always double
The cup of in single, is never enough, especially when it is time to mingle, among the other coffee lovers, then definitely the cup size needs to be double, if not even triple!
As there really is no such thing as too much coffee, and it won’t last long, when moving along the crowd yapping on about, well, what else could it be about, than coffee!
What else is there? Life as we know it would certainly suck without his fine organic suspension every devised. As it does give you a smile or at least a big fat grin, as coffee might just be a sin!
“There is work and then, there is life, whatever that means and then, most of all, there is coffee, a true life and work saviour“ Gun Roswell
Work Life Balance, with Coffee?
There is such a thing, as taking your time which is always fine, but when at work, you have to be doing things like a jerk, one after another, after another, after another, until you are never done, as the work is never ending and well, what message is this ditty really sending?
Life, well, at least on weekends, unless you have them in a bed spend, not out of fun, but exhaustion, because you simply could not sleep enough, during the work week so rough, and isn’t that something, that we refer to the days between the weekends, as the working one? Definitely, nothing fun, unless you are of the lucky ones, whom actually get to do what they love, and get paid?
Well, whatever the case might be, there is only one thing which will you from this all save. Guessed already what it is? Really? Nothing? It’s really quite simple, as the red pimple at the top of your very nose and the answer, well, some of you were pretty close, in getting it right.
So, here is the big reveal: Coffee! The answer to all and every little thing!
“Sometimes coffee is good… oh who am I kidding, it’s always good!” Gun Roswell
The weary traveller and their coffee
When the nigh finally falls And bedtime the weary traveller calls…
Wait, we’re on a holiday, right? No one sleeps on a holiday, just out of spite? Just drinks some more of that black coffee With a side order of a mint of or a toffee Awake you will a long, long while remain Even if your poor little brain Will go a little, well cuckoo And that is putting it nicely! Still, enjoy the holiday while it lasts! This could very well be your very last!
“Coffee, the only constant in the universe” Gun Roswell
Time for Ice Coffee
Coffee, with ice, and then some! Need I say more? Just keep beating the drum: Coffee, coffee, coffee What else in life do you need? Drink coffee and you shall succeed! Really? Yup!