(inspired by the Larsen cartoon above)
As soon as they leave for work in the morning
I’m up with a start and jump over the awning
All the way into the kitchen to see
Lo and behold: the coffee machine is free!
I chew off my collar in anticipation
The first sip imbues me with swiftest elation
If my owners could know of my worsening fixation
They’d visit the shelter and make a donation
4 straight espresso’s or I simply can’t function
I’ve learned various methods to increase production
I add coffee bean powder to my kibble at night
When supply’s running low it will give me a fright
But I never let supply ever, ever run out
When it’s looking precarious, I give you a shout
See that invoice for last months’ arabica beans?
Placed just in view, with a pawprint unseen
When I smell that coffee whiff, first in the mor’
My art’ries constrict and my heart starts to soar
That gorgeous brown liquid from grinding to pour:
It’s that sweet coffee taste that I love and adore.
Joe Greathead 