Starbucks Poem by Panagiota Romios

Oh golly, the welcomed feel of that warm paper cup in your hand!
That aroma of both the cup and the paper, to me, is just grand.

The Barista made the coffee just so perfect to your liking.
You carry it down the street, and the morning starts to your liking.
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That nice snug little lid keeps your coffee perfectly warm.
As you walk into your office, unaware even, there was a storm.
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Such pleasant little things in life we take for granted.
Ah, that whiff of Starbuck's beans, each day by millions...wanted! !

        January 22,2020
            6: 30pm  PST