A Morning Cup of Joe

Bob enjoyed sitting on his patio and drinking coffee.

The Morning Cup of Joe

 

By Elton Camp

 

It was a cool day when Bob went to his patio

For his coffee, it was the place he liked to go

So on the table his cup he very carefully set

And he went back inside, some cream to get

 

But instead, Bob got to talking on the telephone

And it was for over an hour that he was gone

When he returned to the patio to enjoy his brew

That it would probably be cold Bob well knew

 

But he really needed his daily shot of caffeine

And worse things than cold coffee he had seen

But as he brought the cup up toward his lip,

From his fingers Bob suddenly let it slip

 

When he had gazed into his coffee so black,

He saw a pair of eyes that were looking back

His visitor went away with an indignant hop

Leaving his coffee outside it made Bob stop