You help me through the morning
Help me into the afternoon
Being calm is boring
I'd be snoring without you
I wear your ring around my cup
I pour you down, I drink you up
When I'm running out of steam
I pray to you St. Caffeine
--John Gorka
Posted by mike at August 18, 2004 11:38 AMlove it.
Posted by: joy at August 18, 2004 06:10 PMditto. here's to Diet Coke... and other substances of choice.
Posted by: amt at August 19, 2004 10:10 AMWow. "Choice" being the key word crucial to a sentence in which you also dare to bring up the likes of "Diet Coke." I'm going to my happy place now, where the big DC never comes and the windowsills are full of sunbeams, books and doppio con pannas.
Posted by: joy at August 19, 2004 01:07 PM