Next-morning Trance

Woke up in an unknown manse,
Groggy head still lost in trance.
Goodness, did I laugh and dance.
Now, where in heavens are my pants?

WordPress daily writing prompt (word highlighted above).

Java Jolt

I’ve desire to bolt
But I’ve started to moult.
My wits have dried up
‘Till I’m nearly a dolt.

I’ll swill down this cup
Of the joe for a jolt,
Then trousers unbolt
For a leak like a colt.

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