Your Turn To Make The Coffee And Serve Me Poem by Chuy Amante
Your Turn To Make The Coffee And Serve Me
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, and Saturday
I dangerously cross the Northeastern Equatorial Jungle,
into Colombia, past Pablo's mansion, to steal a handful of beans.
This is how it is done for worthy queens...
But now that it's Sunday babe,
Go brew the Joe,
serve me in bed, my love you do know! ! ! ,
Sunday, May 31, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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