Guarana Mo!

Most of the following

words (fictitious) quit

tuss cent shill, knit

head, (non adult tryst) pit

tee full (sorry excuse

for originality), rit

dunk yule huss, feebly

abominable attempt at unit

tarry yen rhyme for excellence,

benignly, essentially,

and honestly wit

less, worthless reading mitt

tear real - dashed off

(by this hare reed rabbit),

wall henna burst of

(playful tulles toy) warren peace,

aye practically spit

out (from inxs of carrot juice),

now dost daringly be hove

brave reeder to comprehend

this dime metrical kickstarter fit -

bawling contrived nada very tit

till late ting, nor

not so great English lit,

and moost unlikely tuff hind

posthumous fame,

worm ma obit

chew wary verb boss

lee probably re:nouns,

(this once upon

a time pablum child),

nor e'en garner this hare reed

ole Jack a one hit

wonder poetic laureate,

nonetheless this

(o' whar did me bunny go),

perhaps to Brit

tin endeavoring merely

to join United Kingdom

(and merrily) writ

for the underground

to test skill at

heart felt fabrication like me,

thus exempting bing

considered, judged,

and labeled tubby unfit.

Now let yours truly whoop

focus to address main intent,

(sans for quick

pick me up)

and nary drop of coffee,

nope not even one molecule

to fill thimbleful sized cup

I reach for bottle of Guarana,

(one serving of

coffee per capsule)

fo' this aging pup,

who attests that caffeine

(liquid and/or

encapsulated), the sole vice

(except for barbiturates, cocaine,

"FAKE" opioid, et cetera),

which overdose nearly found me

nearly a grateful dead – thrice

occasions, where

circumstances of Mus

self (Stuart Little reincarnate -

with an insatiable

craving for cheese

laced with Guarana,

Paullinia cupana,

a climbing plant

in the maple family),

which bean sized seeds

affordable at an acceptable price

many times larger

than puffed rice.