A bowl of ice cream amply filled
Can the saddest of spirits heal
Cold and sweet and lovingly chilled
Will soothe you ‘till your belly’s filled
Tickling your tongue with icy sweetness
It glides down your throat so smooth
Delighting your taste buds with chilling greatness
The weariest of souls will be soothed
I know what you’re thinking; “My goodness I must!
Go get some ice cream, run out to the store!
I must fill this longing for this beckoning sweetness
Chilling my tastebuds ‘till I can’t eat any more!”