Caffeine is my shepherd; I shall not doze.

           It maketh me to wake in green pastures:

           It leadeth me beyond the sleeping masses.

                      It restoreth my buzz:

           It leadeth me in the paths of consciousness

                      for its name's  sake.

           Yea, though I walk through the valley

                 of the shadow of  addiction,

                   I will fear no Equal (tm):

            For thou art with me; thy cream

            and thy sugar they comfort  me.

            Thou preparest a carafe before me

             in the presence of  Juan Valdez:

            Thou anointest my day with pep;

                      my mug runneth over.

                  Surely richness and taste

       shall follow me all the days of my  life;

  and  I will dwell in the House of Maxwell forever.
 
 
 

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