This is a work of Satire on modern 'cash crop' outlets and is meant to be taken in a fun manner.
What happens when a Karate master who is tired after training, sips a cup of Latte? I've put some of these weird thoughts, in form of a poem... that'll probably make you react with a smirk, probably.
Nevermind... Read the chaos yourself :)____________________________________________
Tsar, I’ve got the bucks
Give me a latte.
Even though it sucks,
I sip for karate.
Lotta caffeine,
Tastes like Bassein
Neat and clean,
No money? Mean machine
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