to the tune of "Try to Remember"
from the 1960 musical The Fantasticks
Coffee in Milwaukee
Here in Milwaukee, I'm drinking my coffee:
I've bought a bun with a bit of butter.
Here in Milwaukee, I'm drinking my coffee:
It's harsh, my gosh!, and brute and bitter.
Here in Milwaukee, I'm drinking my coffee:
I rue this brew that could do better!
Here in Milwaukee, I'm drinking my coffee---
It's awful!
Try to remember when coffee was better;
The grind you'd find was just so toasty.
Try to remember when coffee was better,
With each barista sweet (not testy)!
Try to remember when coffee was better:
The joe would go with a tasty pastry.
Try to remember when coffee was better---
Not awful!
Over in Boston, good coffee they're roastin'
With beans so bold and fragrance heady.
Over in Boston, good coffee they're roastin':
A blend not bland, but stout and hearty!
Over in Boston, good coffee they're boastin';
They just might throw a Coffee Party!
Over in Boston, good coffee they're boastin'---
It's awesome!
Poetry by Uncle Meridian

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Written on 2022-09-22 at 12:18




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