
Poet Don 
Poet Don’s coffee
I pour my sugar in my coff
From out of paper tubes
It sinks to bottom glub glub glub
(They said they’re out of cubes)
Such wonderful words…
Thankyou…
Poet Don gets much of his
inspiration while staring at his coffee.
What a wonderful inspiring poet
to have in our presence.
Oh, I love sugar cubes. They are adorable and terribly nostalgic, I think. Sugar in tubes just wouldn’t cut it!
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Come to think of it how often do you see sugar cubes these days? Delivered delicately to your china cup in gloved hand? Sounds like high tea in Harrods……
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