One More Cup of Coffee

An ode to squeezing in just one more cup

“Thanks for the coffee,
I feel like crap,
I’ll sit here and drink it,
While I look at the map”.

“Shall I start packing?
And what do we need?”
Just clothes, money, food,
And something to read”.

“We’re all packed up,
Are you ready to go?”.
“I’ll have another coffee,
Then I will know”.

©MartinRushton 2020

Martin is The Rude Poet, based in the South of England. Most of my work is from prompts or random comments made on social media.
I love a challenge, so if you want to give me a prompt for another poem,
please respond with it below. I do reserve the right to refuse 😉

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