Ode to Nervous Norvis' Café
by
Trent Lane
Nervous Norvis has
excellent taste
In coffee at his
little place
Norvis’ caffeinated café
Will blow you away
Like a rocket heading
for space
~Trent Lane~
S’up, Netherworld Caffeine addicts? I wanted to write this
epic limerick to tell you about my boss, Nervous Norvis, ‘cause he’s totally
rad.
Norvis is a thoroughly modern mummy. His pyramid sits right
behind his café, cutting down on commute time. His backyard is just a few steps
away, so he can take a quick break to tend to his little dog Pharaoh if the
need arises.
Norvis sells only fair trade coffee, so you can feel good
about catching your A.M. buzz. Or P.M. Whatever.
For unfortunate souls like The Cheesemeister who can’t drink
caffeine, Norvis also has decaf. It doesn’t taste like frog piss, the way a lot
of decaf does. Not that I actually, like, know what frog piss tastes like or
anything. I just figure it probably tastes a lot like decaf coffee, you know.
So, like, what I’m saying is that even though work is a four
letter word and stuff, working with Norvis actually doesn’t seem like work, so
I don’t mind doing it. So come on down and let me make you a latte sometime. Or
an espresso. Whatever.
Trent Lane
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