It's not hard these days,
He said, stopping to wipe his nose
To forget that you didn't remember
That coffee on the pot
Yes, you forgot to remember
That coffee on the pot
You forgot it
No one drank it as it brewed
It brewed some more
And brewed some more
More
What do you think of that sugared
Congealed more
Thursday, March 05, 2015
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