Sometimes we feel
Discouraged
Despondent
Dispirited and Crestfallen
By the world
And all its
Melancholy
Morose
Disconsolate
It's so despairing
Wretched
Dejecting and woebegone
It seems a neverending blue
Wrapping around you
Pulling your smile down
And devouring
There is a cure
Called ice-cream
Feel like a kid again
With a few licks
You'll forget about
The sad things
The cool cream
Vanilla swirl
In chocolate covered eye dreams
Don't be conquered by the world
And all it screams
Just grab your self a cone
Of your favorite flavor known
And enjoy the cure
Called ice cream
Aug 15, 2018
Aug 15, 2018 at 3:27 PM UTC
Sometimes we feel
Discouraged
Despondent
Dispirited and Crestfallen
By the world
And all its
Melancholy
Morose
Disconsolate
It's so despairing
Wretched
Dejecting and woebegone
It seems a neverending blue
Wrapping around you
Pulling your smile down
And devouring
There is a cure
Called ice-cream
Feel like a kid again
With a few licks
You'll forget about
The sad things
The cool cream
Vanilla swirl
In chocolate covered eye dreams
Don't be conquered by the world
And all it screams
Just grab your self a cone
Of your favorite flavor known
And enjoy the cure
Called ice cream
