Sam, the Chocolate Ice Cream Cone's Fate for Writer's Cramp and Poets Place |
Sam, the chocolate ice cream cone's fate Sam the chocolate ice cream cone Was just an ice cream cone In the Jackson County Fair. In far off Medford, Oregon It was a hot summer day 100 degrees F in the shade. Sam the ice cream cone Was happy Just waiting for someone. Preferably a young child to come by And eat him, devouring his essence. Enjoying his chocolate ice creaminess. Sam was not mad Sam was not sad Sam did not feel bad, He knew that it just The operation of fate That he would die, To give pleasure To human beings On a hot summer day. And he was okay With that Smiling, waiting for the end Soon to come, The fate of all ice cream cones. Sam the chocolate ice cream cone Was just an ice cream cone In the Jackson County Fair. In far off Medford, Oregon It was a hot summer day 100 degrees F in the shade. Sam the ice cream cone Was happy Just waiting for someone. Preferably a young child to come by And eat him, devouring his essence, Enjoying his chocolate ice creaminess. Sam was not mad Sam was not sad Sam did not feel bad, He knew that it just The operation of fate That he would die, To give pleasure To human beings On a hot summer day. And he was okay With that Smiling, waiting for the end Soon to come, The fate of all ice cream cones. NEW PROMPT DUE 15 hours 52 minutes 15 seconds In honor of National Chocolate Ice Cream Day on June 7, write a STORY or POEM from the POV of a chocolate ice cream cone (meaning, the poem or story should be written in the "voice" of the chocolate ice cream cone). |