The coffee after the fight
Was so nice, warm, light
Yet you sipped it and pushed it
Away and all but spilt it.
So, I faced you squaring
Braving and bracing.
And took and bore the blame
Of all of the 51 point 5 percent.
And for being this pleasant to you
I had a small reward due
So, the coffee drops you nearly let fall
That coffee, I drank it all.