Ice Cream: A Poem

Ah ice cream.

Cold, creamy, maybe a few chunks.

I like soft serve. Sometimes the hard stuff is good too.

Chocolate chips, peanut butter swirls, caramel that oozes.

Cookie dough anyone?

Ice cream is the best anytime of year.

So what if it’s snowing out there?

Cones, sundae’s, banana boats,

ice cream floats.

You knew that line was coming.

Vanilla, chocolate, strawberry, butter pecan too.

Rocky road, a Bear Claw, what’s your mood?

Bars, cones, pop sickle delights,

kids of all ages, can’t take just one bite.

Ice cream, for dinner, sign me up.

Ice cream, ice cream, how about some peanut butter cup.

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