Water

Each morning I two cups of coffee drink,
Then I exchange my mug for thermos tall.
The freezer door dispenses chunky cubes.
Another button press, and water comes.
I fill it to the brim and close the lid,
Then suck the straw as hungry sucklings nurse.
Before too long I hear the gurgling sound
That tells me I have run my small well dry.
Then back into the kitchen with my cup
To push the button that will fill her up.

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Scansion:
Ten-by-Ten
Ten lines of verse with 10 syllables per line
Rhythm and rhyme are not required.