Coffee, Jesus and Fannie Flagg

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Coffee, Jesus and Bernie Sanders

Outta java

what shall I do

outta java

diddly-poo

    oh, me

       oh, gee

          

could drive to buy some

but that takes gas

outta java

pain in the ass

      makes me blue

         oh, screw

outta java

what shall i do

outta java

diddly-poo

should have a W.W.B. D.

    b    r    a    c    e    l    e    t 

to see me thru;

screw  jesus*,

"What Would Bernie Do?'

*I know this is blasphemous.  It was a joke regarding the rubber bracelets that read: WWJD? They sold like hot-cakes, in the late 90’s, to people who wanted everyone to think they were guided by a disciple/preacher/carpenter that had the answer to everything. I think Senator Bernie Sanders had the answer to everything. I’m going to go outside, now, and probably get slowly eaten by a plague of locusts. And all because I spent two minutes writing some shit about being outta coffee. Coffee can be like heroine. I’d sell my body at an interstate rest area to get seventy-five cents for one of those paper thimbles of coffee from the vending machine.