The Crystal Lady

 The Poet's Corner
Thirty Pieces of Silver
A Collection of Poems
by Joan Estelle High
Book 3
© 2004


 
  Blue Bell Ice Cream
By Joan Estelle High
©2001
 
We stopped at a truck stop in the middle of the night.
I was hungry as I could be, I wanted everything in sight.
Searching in their freezer,  just to see what I could see.
I spied a pint of Blue Bell,  it was looking back at me.
If you have ever been to Texas, you know just what I mean.
It don't get any better than a pint of Chocolate Creme.
It's not for the faint hearted, cause it has got a lot of fat.
If I had to "OD"  on something, it don't come  better than that.
Then a kind and courtly Texan,  tells me the secret of this treat.
"Mam you nuke it for a minute, it makes it soft enough to eat"
Now thinking of my partner, I put two spoons  down in the sack.
I only meant to share my ice cream , but he wouldn't give it back.
Now the moral of my story, I will pass it  along to you.
If you are running with a partner, You  better sure as heck buy two.

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