Her name is Nichole
Barista at the café I go
Her eyes dance with fun
"Cappuccino please"
For I like frothy coffee
And a cake of course
I sit myself down
And grab a paper to read
There's few in today
She brings it herself
There's a twinkle in her eye
Now I can see why
Always cake - of course but the twinkle in her eye is sweeter :)
ReplyDeleteHello to you too! How lovey (and I don't just mean the cake)
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