Caffeine is my shepherd; I shall not doze.
It maketh me to wake in green pastures:
It leadeth me beyond the sleeping masses.
It restoreth my buzz. It leadeth me in the
paths of consciousness for its name's sake.
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the
shadow of addiction, I will fear no Equal.
For thou art with me. Thy cream and thy
sugar, they comfort me. Thou preparest a
carafe before me in the presence of The
Starbucks. Thou anointest my day with pep.
My mug runneth over. Surely richness and
taste shall follow me all the days of my
life, and I will dwell in the House of
Mocha forever. Amen
