Creeping Sol seeks to harm as he raises up his eyes. He casts about for victims with intent to utilise his ever-reaching beam of light on humans in disguise: Slowly dripping Mr. Coffee knows the danger here. He cries out to one and all, "I've come to be, no fear, no fear!" And with benevolent smiles to all draws the humans near. And so it is that in the day the morning, early or late, that coffee saves the feeble lot and helps the human fate. So raise your glass and cheer this wonder against hate. Coffee saving all and one enough to spread around. It gives us dreams and humanity and leaps buildings in a bound. The only thing we fear for it is when there are no grounds. |
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