Caffeine is my shepherd; I shall not doze.
It maketh me wake in green pastures:
It leadeth me beyond the sleeping masses.
It restoreth my buzz:
It leadeth me in the path of consciousness for it’s name 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 anoint my day with pep; my cup runneth over. Thou preparest me a carafe in the presents of the Starbucks:
Surely richness and taste shall follow me all the days of my life:
And I will dwell in the house of mochas forever.