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Poems That Tickle My Feet- XVIII --- Where Is My Coffee?
Where Is My Coffee - By Pat Gillem
'' Where did I put my coffee?!'' Yells my wife, running from room to room,
''It"s probably the last place you left it,at least that's, what I assume.''
She runs and darts here and there, searching in every little cranny,
Her performance at this is very good, I think she deserves a Grammy.
And then I hear a sigh of relief, and I know she has found her cup,
I smile and take a sip of my coffee, relieved that I won't have to get up!