Sorry I'm latte
that's late
with to teas,
one was Chai
one was a pekoe
that I had at B.P.
from those funky,
pre-powdered,
mechanized,
chrome machines.
Then I noticed
your sign,
down the block
as I left
so I spilled
out that slop
and came here
quite bereft.
I'm a caffiend
whose buzzed
and I need me a lot
of your latte
to wash down
this craving I've got.
From the time I was six
in the house of maxwell
I drank coffee like water,
but it made my life swell.
I was always awake
when St. Nick
came to town
I would offer him java,
when he came
tumbling down,
from the chimney and then
he would offer to me,
all his very best gifts
to put under the tree.
I would outrun that bunny
energized as he was,
when he came
by on Easter,
till he gave up because,
I was "Chock full of nuts!"
on a seven cup buzz.
I got huge chocolate eggs
and I always said thank ya...
with a giant sized mug
full of steaming hot sanka.
So if you've got a minute,
to make me some brew,
here's my cup, put some in it,
please don't stare as you do,
cause my hairs a bit frazzled
and my backs a bit twisted
from this five gallon mug,
but my friends all insisted.
That I carry this thing,
else I'll never stop talking,
fill it up really quick,
and I'll get started walking,
there's a line behind me,
and now they've all
started sqwaking.
Here's a tip, thanks a lot,
off to meetings I'm gone,
they're for latte's-anonymous,
and we'll be there till dawn...
hey, do you folks deliver,
cause I'll sure pass that on.
