Two Mugs

Would you believe me if I told you my maiden name was Coffee?

And I leave too many mugs on the bathroom counter.

And I traveled across lands to take a new job

And sometimes I shed too much hair and need to sweep up the floor

But cleaning small spaces like toilets
and tile

Is a job I find most rewarding

To clean what is dirty
To repair what is broken

To continue to pour two many cups of liqueur.

Would you believe me if I told you I grew from a bean

And sprouted into something more

Changing shape with each container I hold

Solid then liquid
Solid then liquid

Today a bean
Tomorrow a tulip

Solid then liquid

On the bathroom floor.

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