Starsucks (Bad Poetry)

Starbucks sucks
And I don’t mean a little
I mean a lot

Starbucks sucks
Though it didn’t always
But who gives a fuck now

Starbucks sucks
And the people in Starbucks suck
And when you’re in Starbucks you suck
And when I’m in Starbucks I suck

And when some obese american man clown
Gets in front of me
With both gut and butt
Flopping out of his clothing
And orders a triple vanilla iced mocha with extra whip
He’s right at home

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