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 prescience 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 Starbucks
forever.
