Ice Cream

I pine, I yearn and I burn
O dear ice cream of mine
Ingredients mixed together I need to turn
To make what is fine to dine
They come in all different flavors
Simple and plain to extravagant and astounding
Your taste I wish to savor
O dear ice cream you are confounding

My favorite is strawberry
Even though it’s all just dairy
I also rather enjoy blueberry
For that I’d like to marry
Just one kind of cherry

I may seem silly
Especially when it makes me chilly
But alas ice cream is my life!