Be Quiet in the Morning; Don’t Stir Me

Be quiet in the morning; don’t stir me.
The coffee grinder is the cock crow;
Drip, drip into the pot that pours happy.

Plucked guitars before caffeine-unsavory.
A strum at noon if you know how.
Be quiet in the morning; don’t stir me.

Grown child, come down the stairs gingerly.
Your stomping sounds like a storm on the bow.
Drip, drip into the pot that pours happy.

Husband, the dishes can wait until 6:30.
The kitchen is below and I think you know,
Be quiet in the morning; don’t stir me.

Someone sings a tune out of key.
An earworm is planted where it will grow.
Drip, drip into the pot that pours happy.

Goodbye, have a good day. Now I am free.
A solitary life, I do not know.
Be quiet in the morning; don’t stir me.
Drip, drip into the pot that pours happy.