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Starbucks

From a local Writecraft meetup, word prompts were: Cinnamon and Perverted.


 

They say girls are made of sugar, spice, and everything nice,

But sometimes things fuck up,

As the universe laughs and rolls its dice.

 

A coffee, a tea, or even a rooibos party,

It matters not;

She’ll still fight you for a cinnamon latte.

 

When Autumn comes their wait is done;

Nothing but Ugg boots,

And a strange man bun.

 

They say pumpkin spice is kinda nice,

Well, so is my bed, it’s just kinda deserted;

And yes, I know…

That sounded perverted

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