How I started drinking coffee!

My story with coffee

I fell in love with coffee late

At first I took you too sweet

I even put Irish cream, but only two fingers

Still you had to tame

In the mornings during military maneuvers you used to warm my body and my hands with the coffee in my bowl

How many times too excited with eagerness I drank you and burned my tongue.

I learned never to drink coffee before a parachute jump.... because sometimes there are delays....

On the other hand, you took revenge by spilling on my fingers, my clothes and on my desk

Your perfume always catches the eye and everyone comes to see you to drink it.

Now, I take you as you are natural without adding anything... sometimes I cheat on you with Bailey's

Honor those who serve with every cup