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My Favorite Purple Cup


In the mornings when I'm tired

and I need to wake up

I come downstairs to find you,

my favorite purple cup

 

Some coffee is what I need

Milk and two sugars

But, without my favorite cup

I'm sure it would taste like boogers

 

Everyday you make me happy

My favorite cup makes everything better

But after every hello is a goodbye 

So when I'm finished I'll be sadder than ever

 

But don't you worry, because I know what to do

I'll scrub you and clean you until you look good as new

Now that it's all over I'm getting chocked up

So I'd just like to thank: My favorite purple cup

 

 

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