17 August 2012
I sit in costa and look at the menu,
Then I feel a tickle brewing in my nose.....achoo!
Hot chocolate, cake, galore!
I do think, if you sit in costa alone it's a bore,
Until a young guy walks up,
And taps you on your shoulder, for your cup,
You motion for him to have a seat,
Suddenly your heat quickens it's beat,
10 years later, you sit in that spot,
With two rings on your finger, and children, the lot!
As I look back, on that day,
If I never came to costa, I would have to pay.
Costa • Opuss № I