“Do you want a coffee?”
I ask my Mrs.
“Yes please, decaff please”
So I grind the Colombian beans
And put them into the filter
To make my glorious brew.
And I get the jar from the cupboard
Filled with the Devils work;
As I put the granules in the cup
My hand slips
And the coffee goes over the floor.
So I get the hand hoover,
And suck the stuff up.
As the granules weren’t used
I then put them into her cup.
Surely the dust from the floor
Would enhance the flavour
Of this invidious brew!