there is a reason he's a DOCTOR. he fixes you.

when you are tired & downtrodden,

and staring at your desk

4 hours of sleep just isn't enough,

warm corpse you are at best

oh nectar sweet,

empty calories divine!

when with my lips

i make you mine!

by can, by fountain,
cup, saucer, bottle,

some syrup sweet,

and i'm off full throttle!!

thank you dr.,

we love thee so.

now the rest of the day

through it i can go!

this is the second time i've poetry-blogged about soda. :)