Chinese Ice ScreamA Poem by ButterflyIce cream cones are delicious and cold.
I wonder sometimes if they ever get old.
They are so sweet and melt on my tongue.
Sometimes it makes me want to drink tea like a shoalin mung.
Kung-Fu pssst whatever chinese men can do.
It gives me the runs.
So I try really hard to pray like a nun.
I don't think you''l like chinese ice scream.
It's very different from a regular Ice cream.
I think it's time for me to go.
I have to head back inside and watch my plants grow ;) © 2011 ButterflyReviews
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2 Reviews Added on November 14, 2011 Last Updated on November 14, 2011 AuthorButterflymiami gardens, FLAboutHowever my Poetry is a reflection of all that's within me. The vast depth of my Poetry comes from who I really am and all that I know and know how to unlock and express. I and my Poetry are One. It.. more..Writing
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