Friday, 9 January 2026

The Fly In The Coffee

The fly in the coffee disappointed me. I had thought I could slow-sip through life but the wicked fly denounced my dream.

A second(ary) cup was mandatory, almost essential. There has to be a Plan B, you know...when Plan A goes awry.

But a second cup is a second cup. It did not perk me up the way the first cup did.

Nevertheless I did not leave it to chance. But gulped down the rest without a qualm lest the monstrous fly again dissolved my plan
of living a life of sedentary pace and hard-earned contentment. 


11 comments:

  1. Ha Ha! The fly should fly away. I get that second cup referenece.

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    1. I am glad you got the humour hidden in the lines. Thank you Colleen.

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  2. I've had something similar happen to me, but with tea. Very rude flies.

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  3. This made me smile - and yes, we always need a back up plan! Jae

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    1. Thank you Jae. I am glad you got that smile.

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  4. Lovely! I was wondering if the few lines above had a second or third meaning- what would that be.

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