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Waiting for ice cream And looking around, All versions of people Are there to be found: The old and the toddlers, The skinny and fat, The bald and the bearded, The full-bodied tat; The neat and the slobby , The antsy and calm, Each there for the ice cream, A sticky day balm. I doubt we’d be sharing Political views, But united deciding Which flavor to choose.

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Date: 5/29/2024 5:49:00 AM
Despite my and your opposing views, I chose this one to favor among your delightful poems.
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Date: 5/27/2024 7:36:00 PM
Unity?! Ha, ha. Exhibit A: Cone! Cup! COne! CUp! CONE! CUP! aaargh! AARGH! lol. ~ More taste // Less filling
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Date: 5/26/2024 5:13:00 PM
Ice cream seems to be very American. I believe it can unite us. Good thoughts.
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