She'd Rather Make Coffe Then Love
 Though he bought her sweet candy, a flower, a dove,
She preferred making pots of hot coffee to love.
 Though from Everest he plucked her a star from above,
She preferred makeing coffee to love.
And her outspoken credo was "Damn The Libido!
I'd rather make coffee than love."
 She would even brew scrapings from overdone toast,
She would open her arms to Suatran French Roast,
 Her cafe au lait was the lait she love most,
 "I'm Queen of the Bean", was her boast
He'd have given her Cuba for one little kiss,
A Vesuvio brewer, accounts with the Swiss,
When he married her, thinking that thus she'd find bliss,
She preferred making coffee to love.