TOPIC #29 Ice Cream In The Summer

Ice Cream In The Summer

Ice cream in the summer is supposed

To be a treat.

Then why does it melt, run down and

Drip all over my feet?

Our dog down there likes to lick it up…

She licks RIGHT…OFF…THE…FLOOR!

My Mom said “You are such a mess!”

So I ran right out the DOOR!

I found myself outside

Standing next to our tree.

I heard a buzzing sound…

OH NO!!! Here comes a bee!

I dashed over to the swing set

And sat there on the swing

And tried to lick my ice cream

Which had become a sloppy thing…

With more on my hand than in the cone

Which was almost empty and looking so alone.

I licked off as much of the mess as I could.

I made a plan and decided I would…

Wash off with the hose; get it all clean.

I’d do so well, no mess would be seen.

So I ran to the hose, turned the water FULL ON,

Washed all the ice cream, then watered the lawn.

I felt the cool water as it splashed on my feet.

I sprayed it all over, it felt so very neat

To point the hose straight up in the air.

It flew high in the sky, then rained in my hair.

I don’t really know how long

I was out there to play

But it sure was refreshing…

On that hot summer day.