Dancing Barista

 

Nice day today. How you going?

Today’s home-made  cake and cream.

Carrot cake. Full of pleasure.

Take a seat. Enjoy the usual at your leisure.

Theresa dreams big and beams.

The smell of fresh roasted  beans.

Drops of rich dark liquid magic

Drip and fill a waiting cup.

Full of bliss. Kiss and sup.

Bubbles of joy float up and up.

Stand up and let’s spread some joy.

Come on hold my hand. Dance with me.

Swing, twist and turn. Come on let’s

dance on the table. Let’s spin and burn.

Thump and bump. Wack and smack.

You can join in. It’s fun. Whoops.  

Let’s make

Coffee and cake.

Full of joy.

Let’s enjoy.

Morning tea

Fills me with glee.

Morning tea

Fills me with glee.

Everyone has to have a want.

Everybody has to have a want.

That’s all I can say

I dream of the day.

The ducks line up.

I just wanna watch and wait

For my numbers to come out.

Backflip and shout.

That’s all I can say.

 

A red and white weatherboard house.

For me and my one and only spouse.

A garage for me and my tools.

They are my precious jewels.

Smell the BBQ    on the deck.

Mulberries fall mulberries wreck

the freshly mowed and trimmed lawn.

Roses smile for me at dawn.

 

Play footy with my mates.

We all control our fates.

Handpassing, yelling, tackling.

All our knees and heads are crackling

shepherding and kicking.

We’re all together clicking.

In the grand final. BOG.

Sing the team song. Sing with glee.

 

Heads turn and follow my car.

Honing across the sizzling tar.

The latest model in our town.

With the roof pulled all the way down.

It’s crimson candy red.

It’s turning each and every head.

I give them loud music blaring.

Watch them all green and staring.

 

That’s all I can say

Hey, hey, hey