Bomb pops aren't the BOMB. ICE POPS ARE, MMMM

I digress!

The Yello are bannana,
they are not for me.
The blue ones are ok,
but I put them in front
For the "others" to see.

The purple are grape
I'd wait in line for those.
The orange are orange,
And they are orangy I suppose.

The red ones are a mystery
I guess you'd say.
Cherry, one of the wonders of the world,
And they are really ok.

But the strawberry are the reddest of all
Traffic stops when you suck the plastic end of these.
Music plays, and the world, for that moment is free of disease

Ice Pops from. The freezer,
are the only thing.
That will keep me listening attentively,
Even when my phone will ring.

I will do chores, I will cut grass, all today!
I'll wear clean clothes, and watch what I say.
You keep that freezer full of these
You and I will get along like a cool summer breeze.