Literature
You Got Mugged
You will be mugged in the following poetry.
One Cup of Joe
Please, for I kid
You not, I will pass out.
My special little cup
Holds all of my needs,
Whether it is black or white.
... Or red...
I don't need four fingers
Just my two and the thumb.
Because my mug can fly.
It doesn't spill
It doesn't cause STDs
So I advise you to get one of your own
Trusty little mugger,
You are,
I rely on you for everything.
Oh no.
Too fast.
Not enough time
You broke my heart,
You cut me open,
But worse of all,
You spilt my coffee