“Coffee is an aphrodisiac!”
said a local man named, Doug;
he had a dog,
whose name was ‘Dog’,
and he had a frog,
whose name was frog –
a man of little or no imagination was our Doug;
but, the words he gave out
inspired me to write,
to create a poem of such stature,
that—
well, actually it was a haiku?
and here it is:
Aphrodisiac,
it’s a five syllable word
that’s too seldom heard.
