Misunderstood, this munificent potion, Its disrepute, a peculiar notion For I happen to think that each sip of my drink, Inspires my thoughts, puts mind in motion Revitalizing, this salubrious blend, Bolsters reflection, my brain on the mend And frankly, I hold that this aqueous gold, Prevents all decay, adjourns my wit’s end Illuminating, this redeeming brew, Helps me peer farther, perceptions anew My fervent desire to lift my views higher, Now I see clearly, beyond what I knew Ingenious really, this addictive elixir, Has me quite tethered, sweet heavenly fixer So I heedlessly sup on my tenth javan cup, Without which I find, my mind’s in the mixer
