Assigned to write a couplet poem based on Alexander Pope's "An Essay on Criticism," here's what I came up with. Though not nearly as original or insightful as Pope's, I hope you find it a least a little entertaining. Let me know what you think, eh?

Java Jive

I drink my coffee to start the day,
Though it's bad for you the nay-sayers say.
It's good for me, I like it a lot,
And there's a fire afoot if you drink a whole pot.
But don't burn your tongue, your hands, or your lips,
And you cannot forget the barista's tip.
For surely unlucky your day will be
If you don't pass on that nominal fee.
And you'll feel like a chump, a louse, or a sloth
If you don't get a taste of your morning froth.
So fill it on up to the brim, if you please,
Oh and give me one of those little cup sleeves.