Running to Starbucks grabbing a drink
The lines are running out of the door
2016 coming back in a blink
I take one sip, my jaw is on the floor
Immediately wanting to spit it out
Coming out of the straw is a clump of blue
They only brought it back for clout
So thick and sticky I can chew
Thinking of a refreshing sweet treat
Tasting a mango sweetness
Although it was prepared so neat
It didn’t have a sense of completeness
Hopefully see you next year
Otherwise I’ll shed another tear