The sugar packets
raining down, fall from the shelf.
Klutziness prevails.
"Miss the cup!" I cry,
but alas coffee splashes -
goodbye, sweet nectar!
Pants splatter pattern?
That's insult to injury -
sugarless and stained.
(I hate the mornings when the coffee fights back.)
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