RARER NOW…BUT A LOVELY TUNE AND A NICE WORK BY AN OUTSTANDING POET!
THE ICE CREAM MAN
On a hot, sunny, day travel through your neighborhood I do,
Driving My white truck blasting a tune, a quarter will get it for you.
The music is my warning, like a drug it turns children into addicts,
They run screaming across their yards, someone please give me some money.
Chase me they do, watch them run under the Summer sun,
Give up they will not, waiving treasure from their hands for a treat.
I am the ice cream man, listen to my music and for a price an ice cream in hand,
Snow cones, popsicles, fudge bars, and more, my little truck is an ice store,
Listen for the music, it will make your mind spin, I’m the ice cream man so dig in.