• ICE CREAM MAN
    when summers in the city
    and bricks a blaze of heat
    the ice-cream man with his little cart
    goes trundling down the street
    beneath his round umbrella
    oh,what a joyful sight,
    to see him filling the cones with mounds
    of cooling brown and white
    vanilla,chocolate,strawberry
    or chilly things to drink
    from bottle full of frosty fizz
    green,orange,white or pink
    his cart might be a flower bed
    of roses and sweet peas
    the way the children cluster around
    as thick as honey bees.