Starbucks
The lovely smell lingers in your nose
It warms you
From the top of your head
To the tips of your toes
The chocolaty brown is a lovely hue
All is well until you taste the brew
Your head flings back
As your tongue reacts
You wonder in fury
Was it worth it? You ask...
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