Dunkacchino High

by Aline   Apr 16, 2004


I am wired beyond words and bouncing off the walls,
while my body tries to tell me that I'm tired
but my nerves and mind don't listen, or stop the constant moving
I want another cup, to make me super crazy!
Weenie's on a sugar rush,
someone spiked my morning drink
one sugar packet too many, I think
and now I want to run around
like a hyperactive little monkey
maybe chase a car or two,
how about a bird?
I'm still on my sugar rush
I feel nothing, no pain and no sadness, except this sheer adrenaline rush
from the insane combo
of hot chocolate and coffee-
in the same cup.
thank you, Mr. Dunkin Donut,
this is my intense Dunkacchino high
and I owe it all to you,
woohoo!

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