In the evening,
Craving a sweet treat I am…
Enticed into the kitchen.
Cold awaits me in the dark.
Removing a tub from the frigid,
Entreating my daughter to help
As I blend chocolate and vanilla.
Milky goodness makes our shakes.
In the evening,
Craving a sweet treat I am…
Enticed into the kitchen.
Cold awaits me in the dark.
Removing a tub from the frigid,
Entreating my daughter to help
As I blend chocolate and vanilla.
Milky goodness makes our shakes.
Chocolate, Strawberry, Vanilla Swirl
as flavors circle, my tongue doth curl
my lips get cold
and start to fold
as raging headache pains unfurl.
She adores the sun,
shining bright, it ruins me
blazing fire, I melt.
This is a haiku taken from the point of view of an ice cream cone.