AT THE ICE CREAM SHOPPE
'Make mine the bananaboat sundae,'
I said to the girl with jewell'd eyes,
'and make it to go but I'm staying
just to see.' She smiled back, like
lethargy, and said 'We'll see what
we shall see.' There were rocks
under the table by then, and a
tramp who'd walked in with his
engraved invitation. 'I'll have my
'real strawberry vanilla plenty,'
he said with delight. 'It's says
here it's mine, and for free
too. I think. Isn't that the
r.s.v.p on the bottom?
She looked back at me
with eyes that could crawl.
I winked at her, saying,
'Now I've seen it all.'