I came across a band of folks
As they dashed along Orinda Way
And I asked them, “Where are you going?”
And this they told me
We’re going to Café Teatro
We’re gonna form a Holiday chorus
We’re gonna sit with no rush
We’re gonna sip some fresh brewed caffeine
We are honest
We are olden
And we’re joining together
With all our good friends
“Then can I come drink with you?
I have come to lose some brain fog
And I need to make sure my mind keeps on going”
“Well, maybe it is just the right season
Or maybe it’s what’s in the air
We don’t know what it is
But you know, it’s time for sharing”
We are honest
We are olden
And we’re joining together
With all our good friends
After arriving at the Café
We were a couple dozen strong
And all around, there were toasts and joyous singing
And I dreamed I saw the Grinders
Gauging EVs on the road
And sparring over Joe’s, Donald’s, ‘n Ron’s
True situation
We are honest
Near hundred-year carbons
We are olden
Riding on a Java high
And we’re joining together
With all our good friends
© 2022, Kenneth Koziol. All rights reserved.
