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They scoff, “It’s cheap,” but I still grin,For foam begins where joys begin.No coin I spent, yet earned this prize—A nat...

They called it slop, a throwaway line,But still I barked, and said, “It’s mine.”No polish gold, no viral spell—Just bubb...

I watched a star, it didn’t fall,Yet still I barked, I gave it all.No wand appeared, no golden gate,But still I sat, and...

Not every stay becomes a place,Where time slows down, where thoughts find grace.But some hold light in pool and bed,Wher...

Some seek the sights, some chase the fare,But miss the calm just floating there.A quiet lane, a water’s gleam,The pool c...

A coin was tossed—no win, no fame,Just foam that whispered out my name.No views, no likes, just empty air,But still I ba...

I chased a ship, a light so bold,A tale of foam the heavens told.But truth revealed no alien flight—Just Jupiter in stea...

No gold to spend, no rush, no race,Just coffee flows in every place.For 2–3 bucks, a seat, a stream—A lounge of foam, a ...

A bite of joy, no grand parade,Just cocoa peace in silence laid.No speech, no win, no goals to chase—Just sugar’s touch ...

Don’t chase the pace of someone’s race,Your bubble floats at its own grace.The clouds don’t rush to match the sea,Nor tr...