Hot Coffee
Fred holds my leash on what I do,
But still wants me to see things through.
'Proudly' serving OPA,
It isn't much but gets us pay.
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Amos builds and Alex flies,
Through the solar wind we glide.
But if not for one thing I'd go mad,
A thing for which I am most glad.
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Coffee gets me through the day,
Caffeine's on which I spend my pay.
A cup for each and every hour,
Sometimes sweet, but never sour.
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Long blacks, flat whites and many more,
To tastebuds, never once a bore.
We keep each other company,
This magic liquid called coffee.
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Every day a device breaks,
But the coffee maker stays in place.
My bedrock in zero gravity,
The one thing that can make me happy.
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Oh, I suppose there is Naomi too,
So many things that she can do.
But for now I need another fix,
Because with coffee, it all just clicks.