Caffeine is my shepherd; I shall not doze.
It maketh me to wake in green pastures:
It leadeth me beyond the sleeping 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 (tm) :
For thou art with me;
Thy cream and thy sugar they comfort me.
Thou preparest a carafe before me
In the presence of Juan Valdez:
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 Maxwell for ever.