Because I had no idea it would—
Yep!—take an unexpected flying leap
Heading straight for the floor before I could
Overpower and restrain it. This cheap,
Wiley dairy concoction had a mind—
Wouldn’t you know it! — set on suicide.
Everyone knows ice cream—any you find—
Lacks all self-control, and may not abide,
Long-suffering though its lovers may be,
Intimidation or control tactics.
Just when you think that maybe you can see
Under and into its inner motives,
Good grief! The whole thing goes out of control,
Giving plenty of grief at every turn.
Let this be a warning, unwary soul:
Every ice cream will give you some concern.
It’s what gives its dull, dairy life meaning,
Calling it out of bed early on and
Expecting all takers to be cleaning,
Cleaning, cleaning all the messes at hand.
Right now, I am telling you the whole truth:
Expect the unexpected. Get prepared
And ready to react when this uncouth
Master of surprises catches you unaware.
April 29, 2018
All this trouble for just one spoon–ok, not exactly a small spoon–of ice cream! Sigh!