I spill my Bustelo
In the margins of "Othello"
Reading late at nite
Now is when he kills his wife
Such a story written
Of a jealous husband smitten
Crumbs are on the page
Othello he is in a rage!
Desdemona had no lover
I get chocolate on the cover
Nobody could save her
God I love this almond flavor
Eating my biscotti
Shakespeare such a literati
As I drink Bustelo
Strong and dark just like Othello