COFFEE
The drink of the gods!
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It streamed through my window,
One late summer night.
The room was illuminated.
It was blindly bright.
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It was soon gone in a flash,
But to my dismay,
It was just the beginning.
I’d know the next day.
/*/
A loud bang at my door,
Woke me from sleep.
The locks couldn’t hold.
Now, there wasn’t a peep.
/*/
There by the door stood
Three little gray men.
I wanted to run
For my life, but then…
/*/
What can you show us?
What should we think?
I offered them coffee.
They started to drink.
/*/
They drank the full pot
And wanted some more.
Then two more gray men
Burst through the door.
/*/
The looked left and right, then
Walked to their men.
Each held out a cup
And hollered, “Again!”
/*/
They drank more than their fill,
From morning to night.
Then took all my coffee
As their craft, then took flight.
/*/
“Wow”, I soon thought
With the shake of my head.
I shut down my Keurig
And went back to bed.
About the Creator
Margaret Brennan
I am a 76 year old grandmother who loves to write, fish, and grab my camera to capture the beautiful scenery I see around me.
My husband and I found our paradise in Punta Gorda Florida where the weather always keeps us guessing.
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Comments (6)
I wonder what they would have thought of tea : )
Oh no, they'll be back for more! 🤣
Hahahahahhaah you got them addicted to coffee! Loved your poem!
LOL! This is hilarious and so clever! Feel like I’m reading Dr. Seuss or Shel silverstein. Nice job Margaret.
The rhyming and flow are spectacular!!! I love this Margaret!!!
Brilliant! I love the humour in your writing os, so mucg, Never fails to make me slike 🤍