Caffeine is my shepherd; I shall not doze.
  It maketh me to wake in green pastures:
  It leadeth me beyond the sleeping masses.
  It restoreth my buzz:
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  It leadeth me in the paths of consciousness for its name's sake.
  Yea, though I walk through the valley of
  the shadow of addiction, I will fear no Equal (tm):
  For thou art with me; thy cream and thy sugar
 they comfort me.
  Thou preparest a carafe before me
 in the presence of Juan Valdez:
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  Thou anointest my day with pep; my mug runneth over.
  Surely richness and taste shall follow me
 all the days of my life: and
  I will dwell in the House of Maxwell forever.   

~courtesy BrBluBird