To Count The Star For One Count The Family Of Starbucks Poem by Raymond Sawyer

For when one feel the night breeze thus one see a star for every star one count thus one count the family of Star bucks yet one think of coffee for the night breeze whisper the name Star bucks for it's Star bucks that has a good cup of fresh coffee.


The more one count the stars the more one wish to taste a good cup of fresh coffee that been fill with respect and yet one see the moon that is fill with the family of respect every cup that one think of the more one want to taste a good cup of fresh coffee.


Night after night one count every star in the night air yet one hear the whisper the name of Star bucks for Star bucks has good fresh cup of coffee to enjoy when one feel a warm smile for it says welcome to Star bucks.


For it's Star bucks that has good fresh cup of coffee for it's the stars that whisper the name STAR bucks for it's the family that will fill once cup with respect just to taste the good fresh cup of coffee is like being touch by a rose of respect.