Oh ice-cream smasher,
though I know thee not,
I loathe thee completely.
Oh how do I loathe thee?
Let me count the ways:
One...you smashed your slobbery half-eaten chocolate ice-cream cone into my helpless rusty bicycle!
Oh ice-cream smasher,
though I know thee not,
I loathe thee completely.
5 comments:
Your grand-m and great aunts would only see waste. Ice cream was one of their greeeetest joys.TD
it t'was me...i am the ice-cream smasher. but shhh, don't tell anybody.
Nina
Alas, unknown ice-cream smasher I loathe thee too. For shame! How bitter art thou heart, to remind us not to eat. Lest fair concoctions cling to our "seat"!
Yea, unknown ice-cream smasher
I loathe thee also.
I paid a fair pence for yon bicycle and its "seat".
Pray tell why are you allowed to use it as a waste depository?
Shame on you thou pompus litter-bug!
Mama
I would never smash ice cream onto a bicycle...I would smash it into someone's face. That way, we could both find humor in it, and someone could still eat it.
~megs
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