Wednesday, September 16, 2009

Ice-cream Island


I wrote this little verse when I was teaching my young children to differentiate between the 'i' in 'igloo' and the 'i' in 'island.'


I've an ice-cream island in my mind
Piled with ice-creams, every kind.
High and wide and shiny bright!
Ice-creams, ice-creams pink and white
An ice-cream island in the sea
With all the ice-cream meant for me!
What a vision of delight!
Ice-cream, ice-cream, pink and white.
On my bike I'd like to ride
Round and round and side to side;
Here a lick and here a bite!
Ice-cream, ice-cream pink and white.
An ice-cream island! Oh what fun!
But what would happen in the sun?
My ice-cream island then I guess, 
Would dribble away in a gooey mes!
A more mysterious island here:


Sylvia K said...

Oh, yes! I want to visit the island, too!! Great poem, as always!



Paula Scott Molokai Girl Studio said...

Very clever and what lucky students that they have a creative teacher like you!

Tumblewords: said...

Fun, as always! You are so imaginative...

magiceye said...

that was wonderful!

sema said...

tasty poem! I would love to be on that island!

Q said...

Your students must have loved you.
Wonderful poem.
I think I got it now!

Jay said...

Sounds like a cool place to be! LOL!

Roger Owen Green said...

have ice cream in the freezer right now; but I'm at work, alas.