Poem: Morning Sunnahs

Prophets don't blow on their coffee

I try to follow

In the crispy morning mindfudge -

.....mmmmm, fudge.......

Chomping my anonymous

Product placement.

The dude after me - hello, fellow azn!

Comes back for his burger

Adjacent juice in hand

A ripoff of constrast.

 I gulp my coffee

(A latte, you pedants!)

The music the sole forbidden thing.

9 already

I express my contempt

In a Geordie accent.