Afternoon Delight

Morning coffee is great
Served fresh and steaming hot
But I don't know where I'd be
Without my afternoon pot

It's not everyday
It's not a constant need
But when I hit a wall
To the silver vat I concede

Three French vanilla creams
And four packets of sugar
Mix with my java
To create a perfect flavor

I feel rejuvenated
As soon as it touches my lips
Without my little helper
I get as salty as a bag of chips

So I raise my mug
And loudly proclaim
My addiction to legal stimulants
Will never bring me shame