A Good Treat For a Brat
On those hot summer's afternoons around five,
there's nothing that soothes like ice cream;
sweaty kids can't wait for Mr. Softee to arrive...
and they run while their hysterical moms scream!
The line is long and noisy children begin to drool,
" Get my ice cream, mom " the wild kid yells...
" You must wait in line...you silly, little fool! "
And he gets angrier by stepping on broken glass!
" Scotty, be good...your ice cream is coming! "
" Yes, that's mine, mom! " he jumps up and grabs it;
I watch him eat it as the cone starts dripping...
" Yummy, I like chocolate! A good treat for a brat! "
Written on 10/23/ 2015
Copyright © Andrew Crisci | Year Posted 2015
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