Ode to my Ice Cream




My face changed when I saw it,
Two simple words are,
Ice Cream,
Nervously I pulled off the packing,
Slowly, my mouth came it near,
So cold, yummy and sweet,
Immediately, my brain was freeze,
I will eat you any day
I will spend my money
For another bite,
an amazing experience,
Ice cream can not be beat

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