Coffee is like a seed.

It plants itself in your brain.

It grows inside you

'til you cry in vain.


Taller and taller it shall grow.

Intertwining through your soul.

Deeper and deeper it shall go.

Pulling you closer with it's tow.


Branching out and up,

How 'bout we get just one more cup.


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