this is my poem:
its insides are so creamy,
so wonderful and dreamy,
When it starts to melt in the sun,
It only makes it more fun,
It makes me smile,
its name is not kyle(sorry 'bout that one-it makes no sense),
i look like a fool,
when it makes me drool,
(especially at school),
but it's ok.
i love it anyway.
so wonderful and dreamy,
When it starts to melt in the sun,
It only makes it more fun,
It makes me smile,
its name is not kyle(sorry 'bout that one-it makes no sense),
i look like a fool,
when it makes me drool,
(especially at school),
but it's ok.
i love it anyway.
-to be continued.
6 comments:
i'm really happy you posted a picture and a poem about a triple scoop ice cream cone... yum!!! and i want one right now! nice ryhmes!
That must be a "dixon" helping. :)
Remember Garry's super-duper ice cream cone in NY way back in '98? Apparently Bartle helpings dwarf Dixon helpings!
here's my poem {sorry it doesn't rhyme}
you = hilarious,
and i will miss you,
while you are in cali,
come home soon,
and you can make me popcorn.
yo! holly i toadily love your blog! guess what right now i am in Baltimore seeing my toadily cute nephew! oh. and great ice cream my mouth is totally watering as i gaze at your wonderful picture taking skills! i got an email address it is hannasbananasinpajamas@gmail.com!
holly girl i love it. seriously i encanta ice cream.
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