O decadent mound of frozen cream
smashed between half-cookies
you are wide as the sea
and swift as the river
when the deer ford it
at midday
You astound me
you sullen melting punch-drunk dessert food
and I wish you lasted longer
but gather ye rosebuds
indeed
It is hard to believe
that anyone could devour you
without exploding
as you are an enormous
ice-cream sandwich
oh yes
Bad Poem a Day 