Caffeine is my shepherd; I shall not **95**.
It maketh me to wake in green pastures:
It leadeth me beyond the **83** masses.
It restoreth my buzz:
It leadeth me in the paths of consciousness for its name's 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 preparest a carafe before me in the
presence of Thyne Starbucks;
Thou anointest my day with pep; my mug runneth over.
Surely richness and taste shall follow me
all the days of my life;
and I will dwell in the House of Mocha
forever.