Sonnets For Inanimate Objects

Once again I horked an idea from Shakespeare.
Find something you love that is otherwise an "everyday" object and write something lusty, steaming, and dripping of RW...BS class.

Here's mine:

PepsiCola is my mistress
She is a cold bitch
Bubbling under glass
Percolating in plastic
Push her button she comes running
Feed my caffiene need
Sparkling in blue and red
An icy jolt to my head
She'll be yours for a dollar
Gas station or grocery store
Flash the cash and she's yours for sure
When she's gone I feel empty
Recycled for deposit money
And we dance again