Ode to the Cookie Crumble Mocha Frappachino (Starbucks New Drink)

A sleepy morning, a toasty car
The sun streaming down so bright
When did my eyes fall fast upon
A wondrous caffeinated sight

Just beyond the exit on my right,
So convenient for my commute
So green, so round, so hypnotizing
Was the Starbucks sign en route

  

I swung the wheel, I set my sights
On a White chocolate mocha frap,
Unaware that just before me,
Lay a hidden betrayer’s trap
Was it the music? Was it the air?
Was it something in the water?
Why did I heed that bright new sign?
I was a lamb led to the slaughter.

Cookies, cream, and coffee in one,
It seemed a worthy treat
But could I betray my White Chocolate,
For this encroacher’s beguiling entreat?
“Good Morning, may I take your order?”
I tried to resist this trap
But my mouth did open and say these words
“I’ll take a tall Cookie Crumble Frap!”

With my first sip of this brand new drink
It took a moment yet to decide,
Would Cookie be better than White Chocolate?
I sat up straight and cried:

"So cool, so cookie, so creamy,
So easy on the eyes!"
It was the White Chocolate Mocha’s fall,
And the Cookie Crumble’s rise.

By Kellie