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Wednesday, 27 July 2016

A Prayer for Those Who Have Spilt Coffee Grounds Upon a Worksurface

O, how many are my woes!

For the grounds of coffee have poured out like a river
and are like the grains of sand upon the sea shore.

If I reach down to the floor, they are there.
And if I reach up unto the highest cupboard they are there also.

If I had wings like an eagle or the strength of mighty Leviathan, I could not find them all.

If the sheets of kitchen roll were like unto the size of the Bayeux Tapestry and the absorbency of a giant nappy
even then could I not mop them all up.

So I will give up and go to work.

Maybe the Coffee Dregs Fairy will sort it while I'm out.

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