Hey, all you cool cats! Grab a cushion and order a frappo-cappa-mocha-ccino, easy on the latte with a little of that whipped topping stuff and cinnamon and chocolate shavings in an expresso mug. Well, those are all the coffee terms that I know. But, yeah, this is my coffee house, and as with the paintings, I'm not a real artist, but any and all finger-snapping's appreciated. A special thanks to my aunt M.E. for the loan of the fridge-poetry-magnets. :)
These are poems by me, Caroline, between 1996 and present. Enjoy. (Oh, and if for some weird reason you want to steal anything here, please tell me first. Thanx.)
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