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“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.