My sister’s a barista.
Have you seen? You can’t have missed her.
She makes black Americano for a waiter from Milano.
She makes latte (very skinny) for a girl who drives a Mini.
She makes marvellous ice-cold mocha for the team who wins at soccer.
She makes many macchiatos for a bloke who grows tomatoes.
She makes cups of cappuccino for a man from San Merino.
And just the other night she made whole vats of tall flat white.
But when I go for supper and I say I want a cuppa
She says ‘What?’
I say ‘Hot’
She says ‘Tea?’
‘Yes, for me’
She says ‘Really? Oh my god! Don’t you know you’re really odd?
I’ve got frappawappadunkedinpumpkincreamysteamyskinnyminimediumroastedgoldentoastedhotespresso
yes oh yes oh!
WITH SYRUP!
But tea?
Forget it!’
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