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Why am I chasing an ice cream van? I asked, as after the van I ran.... Is this futility? I held out my hand- Shall I ever be chased by this man? Why does anyone chase an ice cream van? No one is pursued by the ice cream man, Running after a van in this heat is dippy, Why sell our souls for Mr. Whippy? With the crowds I did compete, I bought soft serves, to survive the heat, As that callous van drove down the street, But, with ice cream, my soul is replete!
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Apr 30, 2016
Apr 30, 2016 at 3:33 AM UTC
ICE CREAM VAN!
Why am I chasing an ice cream van? I asked, as after the van I ran.... Is this futility? I held out my hand- Shall I ever be chased by this man? Why does anyone chase an ice cream van? No one is pursued by the ice cream man, Running after a van in this heat is dippy, Why sell our souls for Mr. Whippy? With the crowds I did compete, I bought soft serves, to survive the heat, As that callous van drove down the street, But, with ice cream, my soul is replete!
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Apr 30, 2016
Apr 30, 2016 at 3:33 AM UTC
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