Tuesday, May 3, 2011

Daily Scribble

I shout in raptured ecstasy,
“Rejoice, my soul, rejoice!”
Oh, sweet and precious coffee pot,
Prepare my drug of choice.
©2011 Cleggo
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2 comments:

  1. mickeyDMay 4, 2011 at 8:12 AM

    O man, you hit the nail this time. I'm gonna memorize this one and quote it every morning when I stand in front of my espresso machine.

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  2. mickeyDMay 6, 2011 at 1:35 AM

    Although I took a lot of stuff
    to get my drug of choice,
    it simply wasn’t hard enough
    to make my soul rejoice

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