Ode to bread…
(smoking jacket on and fireplace burning)
If it were not for bread we would all be dead
How would we “break bread” with someone?
Bread pudding could hardly become coffee pudding
Peanut butter on coffee cups?
Nutella on coffee?
Let’s face it, bread is the best!
How would we “break bread” with someone?
Bread pudding could hardly become coffee pudding
Peanut butter on coffee cups?
Nutella on coffee?
Let’s face it, bread is the best!
To which I have prepared
An ode to Starbucks...
(khaki Burberry trench on and James Taylor playing gently in the background)
Oh your chocolate powder my lips does border
and your menu oft boasts drinks too long to order.
Your logo is snobby, your prices outrageous,
But a steaming cut of Pike Place in my hand? Life makes sense.
You're even here when I need some semblance of home
and the noise is rich as milk's whipped into foam.
I've pulled up chairs, I've studied, I've read,
ordered a few lattes and cleared my head.
"I'll buy you a Venti", "I'll meet you for coffee"
Pulled up with matching cups to tell you I'm sorry.
Though bread might be dandy, it's uses abound,
a mid afternoon cuppa 'Bucks? Happiness found.
I hope you find your happiness today.
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