ICE CREAM ROUNDABOUT
Chased by a hornet
as I clasp my cornet
by its crunchy sides
where the ice cream glides
as it melts in the sun
as I try to run
away from the hornet
as I clasp my cornet
by its crunchy sides
where the ice cream glides
as it melts in the sun …..
…..aw to hell with it
I’ve got ice cream all down my shirt.