Ice Cream Poem by gerry mark

I started with licking the top
She begged me to stop
Bu this was too good to stop
I went to the bottom
And wandered where someone so sweet could come from
She melted all over my face
It looked like she had erupted all over my face
I wiped it and licked my fingers
I could not let something so good go to waste in the gutters
The bottom got really wet
And she started to drip all over my brand new sweat
At least I licked all that came out
But before I could finish with the bottom someone shout
Gerry could you hurry with this ice cream? I have to go out