Strawberry ice cream in a cone. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
The Ice Scream Poem
I scream for ice cream,
And if I eat it fast,
I scream an ice scream
Until the headache’s passed.
You scream for ice cream
And if you eat the store
You scream an ice scream
Because your stomach’s sore.
We scream for ice cream,
Our tonsils taken out;
Then scream an ice scream,
A sore throat whispered shout.
I scream and you scream;
We all scream for ice cream.
In spite of all the ice screams,
We scheme and scream for ice cream.
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My other ice cream poem can be read here:
http://thebardonthehill.wordpress.com/2011/10/21/we-all-scream-for-ice-cream-by-dennis-lange/
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© Dennis Lange and thebardonthehill.wordpress.com, 2012.
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Wonderful, very clever too!
And then you want an ice-hot cup of tea.
What fun, Dennis! Thanks for the smile.
Thanks. I was aiming for smiles.