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I Scream for Ice Cream

Robin Thicke's bedroom voice reminds me of you And I realize there were good times When you spoke to me in low tones Deep low tones And I must admit that every time I hear Robin Thicke... I smile and get tingly all over You were a good lover. People tell me that I don't know because I have only had one taste of freedom But do I have to drink castor oil to know that ice cream sundaes are good under the sun on Florida Sundays? Do I have to wake up mourning to know that I have a reason to be thankful in the morning? Do I have to have a piece of pain to know that I feel good when I am at peace. Maybe their problem is that it took them twenty men to arrive there and I only needed once. Thank you for that moment that has satisfied me for a life time.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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Date: 10/29/2015 3:57:00 PM
wow,I really love this one. I never had more than one lover, my husband but I tasted a little of what could have been the best ice cream sundae in the world on my one date with a French Canadian back in 1974. how I long for that time again. To go back and lick some more of that delicious ice cream. Maybe I would devour it this time!!! this poem rocks!!
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Date: 5/10/2015 10:26:00 AM
Love it, interestingly I have a connection with Robin Thicke's dad. He is from the place of my birth called Kirkland Lake. It is located in Nirthern Ontario Canada.
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Richard Lamoureux
Date: 5/10/2015 10:26:00 AM
Oops, I meant Northern Ontario.