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®:
for thou art with me; thy cream and thy sugar
they comfort me. Thou preparest a carafe before me
in the prescence 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.