Tuesday, May 3, 2016

"Ice Cream Rules," a children's poem. . .

flickr photo/Joy


Ice cream's often better when you're sitting in a tree.
Your smile is always wider after tasting strawberry.

They make the cones on purpose so they leak before you're done
to remind you life's not perfect, though it's sure a lot of fun.

Touch mommy's chocolate chip to your your scoop of bubble gum.
The cones will "kiss" and you can taste the other flavor—yum!

If your scoop should ever topple from your hand and hit the ground.
Don't cry, you'll get a new one in the ice cream lost and found.

If you like your ice cream in a bowl, then swirl it till it's creamy.
A frozen treat is good indeed, but ice cream pudding's dreamy.

Ice cream comes out easy when the spoon's been dipped in water.
Spoons just seem to scoop out faster after they're a little hotter.

 If you see a boy or girl your age select your favorite flavor,
you'd better spin around six times, or you'll get married later.

When grandma tells you ice cream only used to cost a  dime,
ask her if the dinosaurs were roaming at that time.

When you're running for the ice cream truck and scorch your poor, bare feet,
hop like you're a frog to every shady place you meet.

And if you're in the hospital in any kind of fix,
tell 'em ice cream is the only food that doesn't make you sick!

—Sarah Torribio 


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