Caffeine is my shepherd; I shall not doze.

It maketh me to wake in the lecture hall.

It leadeth me beyond the sleeping masses.

It restoreth my buzz.

It leadeth me in the paths of consciousness 

for its name’s sake.

Yea, through I walk the 

valley of the shadow of addiction,

I will fear no decaf,

For thou are with me.

Thy cream and thy sugar, they comfort me.

Thou preparest a tall latte before me in the

 presence of fatigue.

Thou anointest my day with pep; my mug runneth over.

Surely richness and taste shall follow me all the days 

of my life, and I will dwell in the House of Java forever.

                                                                     -Anonymous