Wednesday June 3rd, 2009

The exercise:

Today's prompt: the ice cream truck (van for you damn Brits).

Mine:

Around and around you circle,
Blasting that infernal jingle.
But I'll admit: at thirty
That tune still makes me tingle.

With the sun melting me down
You are a sore temptation.
And given but half a chance
I would trade you vocations.

So keep those kids a screaming
Every time you pass on by;
And I'll take two steps forward,
Then pat my belly and sigh.