Ice-Cream Tree
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The tree was like ice-cream
with wavy, undulating lines all pink.
The ice-cream was like a tree.
I sucked it from the top
and watched the pink all squelchy,
my ice-cream like a tree.
So yummy was my tree
and I did not want it to end.
The cold was on my lips,
my tree like cold ice-cream.
5/28/2018
Copyright © Julia Ward | Year Posted 2018
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