Coffee Queen

There were two coffee drinkers
Who “liked” each other well
(For all you lofty thinkers
Of quotes make what you will).

They found they both drank Nescafe’
(Oh, blessed coincidence!)
But knew they were too strong to stray
From off high cliff’s good sense.

Coincidences happen,
Naught mystical do mean,
Though he is very happy
That she’s his coffee Queen.

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