Across the street, there’s a little cafe
It serves coffee
A unique flavour each day of the week
It serves, only coffee
That’s what makes it peculiar
.
Swarms of people stand outside
Waiting for today’s flavour to be served
Relishing the taste
Few make new friends
And others share their stories
With the cafe owner
.
Despite the popularity
The owner continues to
Run it alone
Serves all, one by one
No hurry, no scuffle
He demands from everyone
Some patience
.
Each order made separately
To let the flavour seep in
The aroma spreading outside
Drawing more customers
Some wait-time for them
To bask in the special flavor
Of the day
.
Flavours cannot be interchanged
If you love a particular flavour
Come on its designated day
Sit on the damp bench
Till its brewed to your taste
Savor it well enough
Then make space for others!
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