(sonnet # DIX)
I like to call it precious, aye extol
Its subtle pungent, oft seductive scent;
By that aroma\'s wafting argument
In private ecstasies indulge, its whole
Another matter needing cream\'s control.
From bitter tamed to tasty, complement
To darling musings, sonnets lately lent,
Their eloquence seems elevates the soul.
But that perspective\'s mine alone, you see.
While others love it well enough, how few
Contrariwise might read\'ly disagree?
Like folk maintaining \"caffeine\'s bad for you,\"
Have reckoned coffee smells foul, telling me
It\'s \"skunk juice.\" Who else thinks that label\'s true?
31Jan12
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