Ice-Cream
by
To Bob and Sue, who have ice-cream,
Life is a glowing, halcyon dream,
While Tom stands empty by;
And says, “Gee! fellers, ain’t it prime?
Say, I had ice-cream too, one time,
And it was great! Oh, my!”
Ah, beaux and belles at rout or ball,
Does ice-cream on your palate pall?
Is it to you no treat?
You never ate it from the can,
Come, patronize the Ice-Cream Man,
Come down to Mulberry Street!