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ABOUT A FOUR-CUP MR. COFFEE
It stands on the floor, not far from my lonely yellow front door,
It stands in its blue sack, ready in case I decide to take it back,
Years of drinking Folger's Singles brewed in a white microwave,
Mugs filled with black coffee to brighten my days gray or grave,
Now on the shelf stands non-dairy creamer,
Will it be used? Am I only dreamer?
No sugar, no kissing or cozy cuddling--
Just a friendship SO mind-muddling!
It stands in its blue sack, ready in case I decide to take it back,
Years of drinking Folger's Singles brewed in a white microwave,
Mugs filled with black coffee to brighten my days gray or grave,
Now on the shelf stands non-dairy creamer,
Will it be used? Am I only dreamer?
No sugar, no kissing or cozy cuddling--
Just a friendship SO mind-muddling!
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ABOUT A FOUR-CUP MR. COFFEE
ABOUT A FOUR-CUP MR. COFFEE
