Ode to Coffee's End

Farewell, old friend
Your bag’s been vanquished
So after this brew
You leave me so anguished

Look at your empty sack
So green and so tall
Your House Blend is magic
Perhaps the finest coffee of all?

You call yourself Noble
But I say you’re grand
Each time I savor delish
From the cup in my hand

Coffee, oh coffee
Rich, bold and mild
Coffee, great coffee
Oh, the moments you’ve wiled

Each time to Indiana
I must buy one pound
Were I to buy you in England
You’re sure worth one Pound

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