Birthday sprinkles
eyes that twinkle
and a hope that things will last.
This once a year
filled with joyous cheer
will soon be lambaste.
A cone filled
with a generous heap.
Frozen, shaken, and scooped.
And the heat
will make it weep
as the mountain starts to droop.
Smiles melt
at feeling felt
into frowns drowned and drained.
Hearts seep
and cannot keep
and final grins are fiend.
Counting lemons
mocking gremlins
Cause me worry not.
A hair flip
at the cone's drip
and I took like a shot.
Co-created with Jeff Lester.
Co-created with Jeff Lester.
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