Poem -

COFFEEMAD

Ohh coffee

The great glory

Noble bean of shivering hype

One more hit will do just fine

Mochachino cappuccino chocolate or cinnamon

Sprinkle a bit more cocoa snow in this coffee lover's heaven

A world flying by as i gaze out the window

Ahh it can't hurt give me five more expresso's

Slurp slurp slurp ten minutes later

I'm living on the edge

Coming down with caffeine fever

Now i'm flying by as i gaze out the window 

Shit ive got so much thing's to do

Is it a bird is it a plane no it's COFFEEMAN

Glorious hybrid of the modern age 

Son have you had the upgrade?

STARBUCK,COSTA,NERO

Noble God's of the Western Utopia

I worship at the alter with this my initiation  

Ohh the glory when my card has been stamped

A free coffee will be mine 

If I'm not  COFFEEMAD

HYPER, ONEDGE,POSITIVELY, OBSCESSED

I would give all my gold if i could have it aaaaaaaaallll!

Every field............Every leaf...........!!!!!!!!!

Every child's life so they can work for me!!!

 ......i..........must.......hav...........my.......upgrade!

I chew coffee been's for breakfast

AMERICANO'S before Bed

I am COFFEEMAD

enough said:)

By Liam Herdman

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LiamoAlive

thanks Susan i drink alot of coffee and just thought i'd give it a blast:)

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