Wordplay Thursday #217

Welcome to Wordplay Thursday!

Here’s a line to get you started. Feel free to use it to start off YOUR song.  It could be the first line of your song, or not.  Feel free to change the line up some.  Whatever gets you going!

“There’s a cup of cold coffee

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God Bless and Enjoy the Journey,

Brent

7 thoughts on “Wordplay Thursday #217”

  1. There’s a cold cup of coffee
    Keeping me company
    Maybe it’s just the rain
    Won’t let me be
    Trying to find a brighter day
    Like kids at the creek
    Riding bicycles for a soda pop
    Playing hide and go seek

  2. There’s a cup of cold coffee, waiting for you,
    It’s been there since the day since you split,
    There’s a cup of cold coffee, waiting for you,
    With the light bill, the rent and my spit,

    Spit, spit on you,
    How could you leave us this way,
    Spit, spit, spit on you,
    See that cup of coffee each day.

  3. There’s a cold cup of coffee
    Half empty glass of wine
    A candle burned from both ends
    Fond memories of last night.

    Crackling fire’s now burning
    The mess we left, feels so right
    Cleaning the clutter is no bother
    Fond memories of last night…

  4. There’s a cup of cold coffee sitting on the nightstand.
    There’s a warm pair arms holding her tight.
    The longer I would hold her, the coffee got much colder.
    It ain’t that cold cup of coffee that kept me up all night.

  5. There’s a cold cup of coffee
    Pink lipstick on the rim
    From lips that kissed me softly
    Now they’re kissing him

    There’s a key on the dresser
    It doesn’t work anymore
    The gold tarnished with her
    When she walked out the door

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