There I was in bed,
Four o’clock in the morning
When the thought struck me.
I needed to do it,
It was so important,
Important to me and to others.
The thought just would not go,
As much as I tried to go back to sleep
I just couldn't.
So at five o’clock in the morning
I arose,
I arose to fulfil the task,
A task that had been bothering me.
So down the stairs I came,
Prepared everything,
And I started.
All was going well
And at last I had finished,
And there it sat before me,
The creation that had worried me,
The ice cream had been made!
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Author:
Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: September 25th, 2022 01:00
- Comment from author about the poem: I made some vanilla and orange ice cream and also some vanilla, orange and chocolate ice cream.
- Category: Humor
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Comments4
Ice cream was created from a dream! Well I guess all inventions are in some way or other birthed in dreams. 🙂
They certainly are cb. Thank you for your comment.
Andy
Worth waking up for though Andy - finished ice cream takes no note of time.
So true Fay, time is no obstacle.
Andy
Had to get the ice cream van out by eight.
This week I’ve really had a lot on my plate -
The Greensleeves tape finally had enough,
The fridge broke down; the week had been quite tough.
But the ice cream was excellent, Andy – I HAD some in spirit. Thanks.
So glad that you enjoyed it Dave, it was very nice.
Andy
Good write Andy. Cooeee! Am I back permanently? Hope so!
Thanks Orchi, welcome back (I think). LOL
Andy
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