Ooh what wouldn’t I give right now,For a cup of my mother’s special black coffee!Like everything else she prepares, it’s perfect.After a tired day at work, I miss my mother’s black coffee.
Oh! I want to crash on my pillows now,Can I please get some black satin sheets,Laced red pillow covers and some scented candles?Black satin is so beautiful and comfortable; I’ll have sweet dreams.
But before that let me step into a black-tiled shower cabinet,With controls of shining steel,Let the jets wash away my stress,My tresses are washed, and my mind begins to heal.
Then as I lay down to sleep,Let a portable black music player play me music sweet.Like a little child hushed by a lullaby,Let the black night take over me.
And once I wake up refreshed,I wish I had a swanky black car; I would drive it with glee,But alas, I never learned to drive; but it’s alright.And these are the five things I wish I always had with me.
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