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