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I
had this weird dream about a girl who worked at Starbucks. This is not the
dream…a little exaggeration added, but I wanted to write something on the same
lines.
She worked at Starbucks down on Tennessee,
Often served me Mocha, the Peruvian princess.
She fawned me the second time we met,
Hypnotized by her limpid smile, I would often
digress.
She considered me a jokester first and a then friend,
Even her staid time gave up on our toothsome talks.
She laughed on as we could hear the titter
tightening,
Natty we were, raphsodical those times at King uncle’s
docks.
An arduous effort, a carping remark,
A firm vow, a crotchety act.
An uncordial rife of tremors, deserted and dilapidated,
A shrieking refute, little too edgy, much too daft.
We stood tall but we ran thin.
We smiled wide but we hugged ostensibly.
We swam soppy but we played sordid.
We sang rhyming but we danced mildly.
I thought we had hit the dead end,
Even the furbelow whispered that it couldn’t trim
more.
Caviler in empty caves, baiter equipped with a
regular banter,
Shirking out with her debonair presence, out came
the vigorous roar.
What happened next can be ‘filled in the blanks’, but just like former
United assistant manager, Jimmy Murphy after the
Munich-air-crash – when Manchester United Football Club was on the brink of
being shut down – said, “How we are in
the future will be founded on how we behave today.” Murphy picked United up
from rags and made us stand up as a club that is now the biggest and the most
valued sports franchise in the world. As for this story…it all can be filled in
the blanks J
Love J
Kratik
Loved it! :)