Say coffee, no, dark choclate whose pretense Falls short of that, or lo, a cuppa they'll Assure you is quite good for health, t'avail Dad's late exper'ments--coc'nut oil dropped thence In favour of now Hershey's cocoa--whence I sip half wondring at the ***** scale Of "coffee," swirling sludge 'til that detail Unmasks this "Special Dark" hot choclate hence. And all he'd brew me ere is not sae poor Now I am forty, as put off in lieu As twere of, well, concoctions in grand tour Mayhap of more than just good coffee. Who Shall say but that is...better?! O what were You thinking, Girl, when you spelled out what'd do?