The coffee lover’s psalm
Caffeine is my shepherd;
I shall not doze.
It maketh me to wake in green pastures:
It leadeth me beyond the sleeping masses.
It restoreth my buzz:
It leadeth me in the paths of consciousness
for its name’s sake.
Yea, though I walk through the valley
of the shadow of addiction,
I will fear no Equal®
For thou art with me;
thy cream and thy sugar,
they comfort me.
Thou preparest a carafe before me
in the presence of Thyne Starbucks;
Thou anointest my day with pep;
my mug runneth over.
Surely richness and taste shall follow me
all the days of my life;
and I will dwell in the House of Mocha
Provenance unknown (which is probably just as well)