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Friday, February 14, 2025

WHEN THE BELLY SAYS "ICE CREAM"

I always go for ice cream cones to the Mancelona Mall,
They pile chocolate ice cream high, at least half a foot tall,
They dab on some pinkish fluff,
Then gritty, powdered nut stuff,
You have to eat your cream quickly, or on the floor it will fall.

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