Ode to My Mug

Ode to My Mug

Ode to My Mug A mug of black, so bold and deep,Where morning shadows love to steep.Its coat is night, its soul is strong,It holds my coffee, dark and long. But oh! the handle — broad with grace,A full-hand hug, a perfect place.Four fingers wrap, no strain, no slip,A...
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