As if I started on this yesterday
And didn't yet let up, I'm staggering.
As if a lack of sleep has made me pay,
My weakened body is still wondering

Just why it is that I am still so tired?
I've slept all night, I went to bed on time.
My veins are filled with mercury, I'm wired.
I just don't understand how I'm this mired

Within a glut of anti-motion here
When all I smell is wafting brewed allure.
I need a beverage, and not a beer
I need a drink of coffee hot and pure.

Don't even try, don't even try to stop me
At least until I've had my cup of coffee.