Gimme that Joe

I wanted a sip of coffee,

but mother told me no.

Said it was “too much caffeine”,

and it would stunt my growth.

I guess she learned the hard way

because she isn’t tall;

“I need it to stay awake,” she said,

But I can't drink it at all.

This poem is about: 
My family


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