It sends a little hum,
Right down to my bum,
Laced with milk and sugar,
It makes my morning quiver,
I slink out of bed -
To the kettle I head,
I silently hope I am not seen,
Before my morning preen,
A couple of mugs may break along the way,
But hey, it's the only real way to start the day.
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