Gelato Tales Of Alfredo

We are heating up A-glow--- A-star*--- A-blaze Many other well-lit planets She's luminous like no other Simply crazed____Fairytales ***She's Peach-Fruitti-Tutti Godiva loves nuts All the melt in's Mr. Bacio-Hazelnut Mr. Pistacchio he got his nose________ Inside their sweets____Pinnochio She's the Light-up Icecream Cone Moods are like ice cubes hot and cold websites I prefer cold zone **Feeling like Eskimo in Alaska** Miss Prima Donna Oh! Donna is her name Gelatos are not all the same We are not here to have special privileges Robin lost some ruffles Polar bears ice Igloo College boys with their sports mug Polo shirts Santa hoo duffle bags We don't know what she knows or what he likes the stars of the Cosmo we are not here to win someone's love OH! Yes Lotto We are not professors or wizards Harry Potters, they have some Pots not a fan of pans got some weed Sexy so cool menthol smoke indeed **Around the Gelato in eighty days The Race of a drive** computer clicks one-day creation flag Hens and chicks laid the golden egg Mr. Egghead meeting Conehead His tasters choice She loves Mr. Maxwell Mansion This is Italy the Art sculptures Sweet Gelato lips say a thousand words of pleasure We travel with Exotic lovebirds Saving the Ice blue diamond Icecream wreck what a she gains more than a pound Mama Mia, not the Chia job plant Over the rainbow chill out pants Having Gelato clean as mint float To the waffle cone top of the mountain sugar coat Niagara Falls here "Gelato calls" **What spaghetti my name is Carretti*** Mr. Alfredo his physique and passion for food Feeling like the comics Having fun marveling Carvel walking through the love tunnel Hot ladies how do they ever Decide iced up inside Hothead Alfredo throws the dough She coughs he laughs The pizza everyone's the head is turning beet red Something is burning exorcist, Lady in red pizza list Back in Brooklyn best Pizza and Italy (Rome) Venice (Florence) But Bensonhurst Saturday night fever With Nightingale Mr. Chippendale He's chatting away on his cell phone With her Gelato looking at the stars of the men spiritual experience The Cosmos feeling meltdown presence St Thomas sunny like yellow gelato melting Being a saint please don't faint A food critic dessert Sex a hex playful flirt T Rex mighty green lime The love fallout of coconut He's the hottest man on earth Pluto Being whole flavor or 1/2 pint of Vanilla Sky scholar or Intermission Icecream internship The Canadian cup another trip Nike air what an ice cream pair Going back to New York City Rockettes icecream kick He's on his time feeling the royalty Lets bow to the dogs best friend French barrette in her ice blue Corvette, she is 'Ice Queen" Super Ice me, Hero Do what the Romans do Lend me your warm soul of hands Getting married Italian medieval rings For my next Gelato adventure escape be polite on Google Mr. Alfredo loves all kinds of noodle The shape of Cone's to come in her head Not an Antman, please or fly by night Icecream Cone Head Batman *But I am a woman named Robin Christopher Robin, Robin Hood Why are boys and girls name alike Sexy good humor lady Good humor truck Where is her order head chef shrimp scampi In the islands of Sorrento What a time for ironing What a waffle shirt eating his waffle Icecream with ladybugs and dirt So many varieties mental thing Everything icecream you scream What a college Varsity every year "Hot lady Gelato's" head of the dean list oh! No [Mr. Alfredo} ice cream chair with another Gelato pair Chiao for now

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