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by D.B.
Rated: E · Poetry · Personal · #2192858
It's a little odd when an ice cream truck plays a Christmas carol
Hanging clothes outside
on a hot, dry day
Gentle sun on my back
gone is the month of May

Now it's June in all its glory
spring is almost spent
It whimpers away slowly
tired but content

In the boundless great outdoors
bees and wasps hum, meeting
Cats prance through yards
as birds are happily tweeting

Fluffy clouds gently cover
the bristling, busy earth
I am enjoying the scene
for all its joyous worth

Then, what do I hear?
do I hear it wrong?
An ice cream truck
Is playing a Christmas song

But there's no mistaking
the melody blaring out
It's a Christmas carol
of that I have no doubt

It's playing "Silent Night"
how very bizarre
What a oddly strange choice
for an ice cream car

How cool and festive
I think to myself
Do they have a nice helper
like a summertime elf?

I consider ice cream
but the song grows faint
The moment has passed
although it was quaint

It was gone too soon
and what a tune
For the Merry month of June
still it made me swoon

To hear a Christmas song
piercing the gentle air
Hypnotizing ice cream lovers
and dreamers everywhere

I consider ice cream
but the song grows faint
The moment is gone

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