and so another day and week begins

I woke up early today and had a cup of coffee.
It didn't cure my cold or being old and grumpy.
So I tried a second cup, but it didn't cure me.

It made me more alert to my grouchy misery.
Åll coffee can remedy is a caffein deficiency.

I need a morning drink that numbs my misery.
The ying to that yang is it would numb my joy.

There are no one-sided coins. Vodka and
Vallium or Viaga can't cure me being old.

Being old and less capable is the pits.
Until I consider the only alternative:
A pine box with flowers upon on it.

The ugliness of Canberra politics is severe.
Until I consider the only alternative: Guns.

Syrians don't vote. They shoot one another.
We vote for Genghis Khan or Atilla The Hun.
Voting is better than Syria, but not by much.

African proverb: "He who annoints a king
never rules with Gillard or Abbott". They
tell you lies and you pay them taxes.

Thus it has been ever since a caveman
could wave a big club and dine for free.

Today's big club is called a Mace. It sits
in Parliament to remind you what rules:
Them that have a big club dine for free.
You have to work to eat. Demanding
money with menaces = Democracy.
We get to pick who waves the club.

Coffee can't prevent World War Three.
Or cure my cold or remedy getting old.
So why do I drink coffee? It's a habit.
All coffee can cure is a lack of caffein.
If I don't drink coffee, I feel deprived.
Drink it and I feel alert and deprived.
It's better than drunk and deprived.
The cure: Drink coffee and vodka
with anti-depressants and whiskey
and I won't be deprived of anything.

Result: Wheee! Crash! Help! "Doctor
it all began with one cup of coffee."

Doctor: "You're suffering from
Western Civilisation. The only
cure is vote for Elvis Presley."

Why Elvis? "He's dead so he
wreck your life and drive you
to drink anything to feel good."