Aunty Acid by Ged Backland for December 04, 2020

Love it! You’re a poet laureate!

So do I.

Roses are red.

Mornings are too soon.

Coffee won’t help.

Sleep past noon!

Agree….

Coffee is poetry.

Great poem. Now go make me a sammich.

Had to write a poem in high school English class. I asked the teacher if he had a preference as to whom I plagiarized. He gave me a passing grade for my fine choice of musicians.

Coffee – or it’ll get rough!

Late to bed and early to rise will put the circles under your eyes. – Not Ben Franklin.

Roses are red; Violets are blue; Most poems rhyme; This one doesn’t…I’m with ya, Aunty!

If you stay in bed, you’ll earn the gratitude of your town’s citizens!

hyco

Are you sure this isn’t Katherine Janeway’s work?

“So don’t gimme no guff!” ☺

i am NOT a morning person, however my job requires me to be at work by 7:30 am and i am thrilled that i don’t have to deal with anyone until i at least have one cup of coffee (actually a little coffee with the powdered creamer)[really wish for liquid, but the company pays only for powdered]…OH, WELL..

OK, coffee first, then attempt to think. If nothing happens, more coffee.

Pre-coffee poetry:

Gimme my damned coffee!

Post-coffee poetry:

Roses are red,

Mornings are @#$%&!

I had my coffee,

Now I’m sitting pretty.

“Early to rise, Early to bed, Makes a man healthy, wealthy and socially dead”

Roses are Red.

Mornings are tough.

My coffee needs a couple shots of Baileys Irish Cream.