The Ice Cream Truck

Oh, the sound of the ice cream truck,

Bringing joy and smiles with every cluck.

We hear the jingle from down the block,

And race to meet it, like a ticking clock.

We gather up our loose change and dimes,

And stand in line, for sweet treats so fine.

We peer through the window, with wide-eyed wonder,

As we decide on flavors, we can't help but ponder.

Vanilla, chocolate, strawberry, oh my!

So many choices, we can't help but sigh.

We reach for our money, with shaking hands,

As we order our cones, cups, and sundae brands.

We take our treats and run to a shady spot,

To savor every bite, before they get too hot.

The ice cream drips down our hands and chins,

As we lick and slurp, with childish grins.

The ice cream truck may come and go,

But the memories we make, will always glow.

For it's not just about the sweet delights,

But the thrill of the chase, on hot summer nights.

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