thou most fragrant, aromatic joy

. Ode To Coffee By William A. Pricé Oh, thou most fragrant, aromatic joy, impugned, abused, and often stormed against, And yet containing all the blissfulness that in a tiny cup could be condensed! Give thy contemners calm, imperial scorn— For thou wilt reign through ages yet unborn!   Some ancient Arab, so the legend…

petit déjeuner

. . Breakfast in America Songwriters: Richard Davies & Roger Hodgson Take a look at my girlfriend, she’s the only one I got  Not much of a girlfriend, never seem to get a lot  Take a jumbo across the water, like to see America  See the girls in California  I’m hoping it’s going to come…