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On weekends, mixed in my coffee cup Amaretto Kahlua Baileys Irish Creme sometimes even Jack or Jim Beam Usually black, though, for the day to day my boss looks down on drinking at work and I have bills to pay Glorious, as it burns down my throat a few minutes later the caffeine kicks in and I am fueled up for the day Time to be productive and earn my way At Christmas a bit of eggnog into my morning brew It gets me in the spirit to bite off what I need to chew Summertime evenings you'll never guess a scoop of vanilla ice cream is simply the best
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Nov 29, 2016
Nov 29, 2016 at 11:02 PM UTC
Coffee, Let me count the Ways
On weekends, mixed in my coffee cup Amaretto Kahlua Baileys Irish Creme sometimes even Jack or Jim Beam Usually black, though, for the day to day my boss looks down on drinking at work and I have bills to pay Glorious, as it burns down my throat a few minutes later the caffeine kicks in and I am fueled up for the day Time to be productive and earn my way At Christmas a bit of eggnog into my morning brew It gets me in the spirit to bite off what I need to chew Summertime evenings you'll never guess a scoop of vanilla ice cream is simply the best
jed-johnson
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Nov 29, 2016
Nov 29, 2016 at 11:02 PM UTC
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