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Do You Have Coffee?
The real poet in me,
looks dead.
I gave him a poke,
dusted off the mold,
he said, BEHOLD!
I was just sleeping,
I’ve had no inspiration.
The light went out.
So I slept.
I then asked,
shall we write again!?
He replied
someday soon,
I’m still waking up
and its still so dark,
and I'm still sleepy.
Do you have coffee?
looks dead.
I gave him a poke,
dusted off the mold,
he said, BEHOLD!
I was just sleeping,
I’ve had no inspiration.
The light went out.
So I slept.
I then asked,
shall we write again!?
He replied
someday soon,
I’m still waking up
and its still so dark,
and I'm still sleepy.
Do you have coffee?
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