Ice Cream Story Poem by Pineapple.... XVI

Ice Cream Story



My name is Jimmy, I'm twelve years old
Here's a little story that must be told

There was this day, I was playing in the yard. It was hot outside
My bike had a flat tire. I couldn't go for a ride
My sister was being a brat, she was drivin' me NUTS
I know I'm supposed to love her, but sometimes, I hate her guts
I needed to escape the area, and get away from my sister
She just annoys me so much, like a giant blister

I tried to fix my bike tire, and then noticed a busted spoke
So I went to the back yard, and started climbing, the giant oak
I got up pretty high, and started looking around
I was soaking up the peacefulness, and then heard, a beautiful sound

My misery vanished, and suddenly, I was GLAD
I was too high in the tree, so I started yelling for my dad
The sound was closing in. It's the ice cream truck! !
And then my dad waved him by, I thought, 'Dad, what the -! ? '
'I coulda bought it myself. I got a couple bucks'
I just want something......this totally SUCKS'

Well, I missed it. There it went..........down the road
Playing that sweet music...........it's like a code
A code that says,
'Everything's gonna be fine, at least for a few minutes'

I wanted to forget those moments, so I climbed down the tree
And across the field, what did I see?
It was the ice cream truck, stopped at my friend's house
I started running & running, faster than a frightened mouse
I started yelling, 'Wait! ! Stop! ! I have money! ! '
My friend told the ice cream man, 'Here comes Jimmy'

Suddenly, it was as if, I was running, in......slow.....motion
It felt like, riding a wave, on the, big.....bad.....ocean
I got to the ice cream truck. I felt, so alive! !
I tried to give my friend, a....high-five
We screwed it up, I was tired. It didn't matter though
I was standing at the ice cream truck, with a handful of dough

The ice cream man smiled and asked, 'What can I get you Jimmy? '
I said, 'Whatever your favorite is, cuz you are the coolest person in the world'

I gave him two dollars, and then the ice cream was MINE
And then, for a few minutes, everything, was fine

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