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Barista Blues
I lost my girl to a barista
He’s taken all I’d got
Wrote her name on her cup, then he kissed her
While she necked an espresso shot
I thought that I could trust her
But this is no minor affliction
Her love for the bean’s robusta
It’s a terminal addiction
I’m a has bean on the cafe scene
You could say at this juncture
Since I lost my Costa Coffee Queen
My Nespresso capsule’s punctured
Wednesday 22nd May 2024 11:11 am
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