The Whiskey Taster’s Flavor Guide

Ice Cream

It was the first, and never before Had flavor exploded, and I wanted more My partner was dizzy from taste overload Downing a pint of sweet Rocky Road. I, with strawberries on my dish An afternoon with just one wish The cream my tongue was meant to taste Nor any scoop were we to waste Many a night, while sleeping alone I’d drift off to sleep, and dream of a cone And wonder what it would really be like The time when you take that very first bite. Tasting together the scent of each flavor Ecstasy for each partner to savor. And then a time of recovery and rest Knowing that now you have mastered the test. So go for it, and search the right type Devour it all, with major delight Just take the chance, and right it will seem When you finally taste your first ice cream.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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Dietrich Avatar
March 25, 2022 at 12:33 PM
Love this whimsical poem, especially since I am a foodie
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