Ode to the ice cream truck
The truck is white as snow
Yet hard as a rock
As everybody would pass by
A man would give out a freezing
item
Everybody would line up
It was so cold it would shatter your
teeth
So many different flavors
You could mix and match
Yet so cold it had to melt
And the mysterious man had to
leave
And so must the freezing truck
But comes back everyday
Sometimes with something new
Would taste better than the last time
Lines for miles
Desperate as if we were starving
Hot as hell outside
Begging for ice cream
On top of our knees
And we all get what we want
Kealing Middle School
7th