Now where have I heard this before... We few, we happy few, we band of baristas; For any to-day that boils a brew with me Shall be my bestie; be they ne'er s

Now where have I heard this before... We few, we happy few, we band of baristas; For any to-day that boils a brew with me Shall be my bestie; be they ne'er so vile, This day shall glow up their selfie post; And customers in Bed-Stuy now a-bed Shall think themselves accurs'd they were not here, And hold their socials cheap whiles any speaks That pulled with us upon Saint Crispin's day.