The Sky is Blue
Cute starbucks dude
asked how do you do
to which I replied
"the sky is blue"
He looked confused
with pink cheeks I
stood, waiting for my coffee
My best friend laughing
and starbucks dude
asking, "what?"
I picked up my coffee
and left without
a word
Now I get my coffee at Einsteins
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