Challenge
Write a bitter poem
House Blend
Never again you swine. Blonde roast, house blends, this might as well be tea. Take off that apron you heartless fool, you have a date with poverty. No you will not get a tip, this is worse than off brand instant.
I never trusted you, I trusted the uniform. I have a gold card here and you betrayed that loyalty.
You there, new kid, Venti Quad Toffee Nut Mocha Ristretto.
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