I Want One of Those
I ordered a caramel latte
But changed my mind when I saw the minty frappe
Is it too late to….
No, the friendly barista told me.
She put the latte aside and began anew.
A soda jerk next to her handed another customer a rainbow drink.
A RAINBOW DRINK!
I want one of those, I told my barista.
She no longer looked so friendly.
“Too,” I added.
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