Mr. Coffee

When I’m with company, I find it easy to be lighthearted. When I write, it’s quite the opposite. I’m a lot like a coffee maker. When someone is around, they put the filter in. The product is a pleasant cup of joe. When left alone, it’s a different story. The filter is forgotten and all the sludge spills through. It runs thick, unrefined and causes quite a mess. Some claim to enjoy the bold taste. I know I don’t detest.

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