No I Can'T Drink My Mocha Cold Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Midnight in my mind,
Does not stay rested.
Nor is there something,
I wish to test.

I'm somewhat of a mess.
With thoughts selected.
Some are good.
And some I should reject.

So I try to drink my mocha cold.
But I can't sip it sugar free.
Like I can ice green tea.

No I can't drink my mocha cold.
It's got to be hot.
Poured right out of the pot!
That's how I like it.

Midnight in my mind,
Does not stay rested.
Nor is there something,
I wish to test.

I'm somewhat of a mess.
With thoughts selected.
Some are good.
And some I should reject.

But I can't drink my mocha cold.
Nor sugar free.
Like I can good green tea.

No I can't drink my mocha cold.
It's got to be hot.
Poured right out of the pot!
That's how I like it.

No I can't drink my mocha cold.
It's got to be hot.
That's how I like it.
At midnight.

Said I can't drink my mocha cold.
It's gotta be hot.
Right out of the pot.

No I can't drink my mocha cold.
It's gotta be hot.
That's how I like it,
At midnight!