A Seussian Ode to Coffee
Sometimes I get asked
How I wrote so many books
I tell them ‘it’s the coffee’
And then I get strange looks.
To write a great book
You must use your ole bean
I took that advice quite literally
And bought a good machine.
I follow great examples
From the hoary past
Coffee is apostolic
That’s why it’s meant to last.
I’m thinking ole St. Paul
Drank coffee for us all,
Writing letters late at night
Quaffing it by candlelight.
And Peter without a doubt
Drank Peete’s from a spout
He liked his coffee hot
But his wife surely did not.
With these great examples
I must follow right along
And keep on making coffee
While singing the following song…
‘I will drink it when it’s hot,
I will drink it when it’s cold,
I will drink it from the pot,
When it’s three days old.
‘I will drink it with some cream
I will drink it while I dream
I will drink it when it’s sweet
I will drink it with my meat.
‘I will drink it at the dawn
I will drink it on the lawn,
I will drink it while I drive
I will drink it while I’m alive
‘I will drink a cappuccino
I will drink it while in Reno
I will drink it from a cup
I will drink it all up.
‘I will drink it in a bar
I will drink it in the car,
I will drink it with my friends
Oh the fun it never ends.
‘I will drink a macchiato
As if I won the lotto
I will drink a flat white
I will drink it day and night.
‘I will grind my own beans
And guard them from all fiends
I will clean my Cuisinart
But good cleaning is an art.
‘If heaven has no café
I will build one straight away,
Not Starbucks or Caribou
My own Java has to do.’
BW3 Dec. 8, 2020