Death Of Coffee

My addiction every day
A cheap and nasty run away
From responsibility
From my own reality
A time to let my mind run wild
A time to feel like a child
It only costs me three fifty
And I’m high as high can be
Tomorrow I will call it quits
Bend down pick up my life’s bits
Reassemble my mind back to straight
That’ll feel much better mate
The death of coffee has arrived
3 cheers for me and my new tide.

Bears Rebellion 25/10/14

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