Java

It seems best in the morning,

upon the break of day.

A luxury of warm soothing ease,

Cream with sugar all the way.

Hazelnut, Irish cream and a bit of butter rum,

I like to change up throughout the week,

and enjoy my cup with the setting  sun.

I work nights but I pretend its morning too.

When you’re at home from a long days work,

I drink my coffee through and through.

In the summer I like it cold,

with ice its oh so nice.

I you ask for my last cup,

I'll say no and not think twice.

Without my morning coffee,

tell me what I’d say?

I would surely be so rich,

If I could only make my Java pay!