In order to wake in the morning,
I have to drink my special drink.
In order to make this drink,
I have to order many small,
Which I have shipped directly to my house.
When they get to my home,
I put them in their own special room,
Crammed together without nourishment,
So that they can dry out.
Every morning I pick out about three dozen,
And throw them into a special device,
That grinds them into a fine, brown powder.
Run hot water through this mix,
And one will get my morning pick me-up,
A fine cup-of-José.