Call That A Cup Of Coffee Do Ya?

Call that a cup of coffee, do ya?

Her voice resonated with indignation

The younfg lad behind the counter looked up

His face suffused with colour

What’s wrong with it?

You have to ask?

He looked at the woman’s cup bewildered

How long are you working here young man?

He wondered why she needed to know this

Not long Madame

It shows, you’re no Barista

The lad looked at the woman, his confusion apparent

A queue was beginning to form, panicking the lad asked

Will there be anything else?

Yes, the woman stated, You can make me another coffee

This time with a tree on top.

 

 

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