I went to a Starbucks and did
Order some coffee which I got.
Walking away, off popped the lid.
I felt pain from spilt coffee hot.
Of course I felt this cause to sue
Starbucks for having a lid flaw.
Dream of getting Starbucks bucks grew,
Surely must be some broken law.
To court goes my coffee lid case,
The legal issues to discuss.
But all too brief in time and place,
My dream case is deemed frivolous.
My case is thrown out, gavel pounds.
The judge says that I have no grounds.
That will show you to care of your own coffee grounds. Great sense of humor, sorry
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Funny poem, Ima. And I'm a Starbucks fan!