Coffee percolates.
My day, brain, body start up,
as I percolate.
Coffee is proof that God’s loves us and wants us to be awake. (I think I will have to work this into it’s own haiku.)
This is adapted from the famous saying attributed to Ben Franklin that; “Beer is proof that God loves us and wants us to be happy.”
Though Franklin was really talking about wine but the Beer Lobby got a hold of the quote and changed it for their purposes. Soon, each T shirt with this on it will have to have an asterisk and some additional text explaining who Ben Franklin was and that he didn’t invent the $100 bill.
Franklin did write, in a 1779 letter to his friend Andre Morellet (translated from the French): “Behold the rain which descends from heaven upon our vineyards, and which incorporates itself with the grapes to be changed into wine; a constant proof that God loves us, and loves to see us happy.” (from wikipedia)
For me, by Friday, after a week of up at 5:30AM, I am so groggy, sleepy, fatigued that I can’t lever myself out of bed without a crowbar, the wonderful sounds of the percolator as water heats up and rises through the center tube, shoots out the top, splatters against the lid, splashes out over the coffee and drips, drips, drips down creating coffee and the slow process begins of bringing all my systems back online.
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