The Second Lick of a Popsicle
A poem about how bad the second lick of a popsicle is
The first is ice It tastes like mice And thats not nice
But its good in the tum Compared to the second When your tongues numb Its such a bum
That the first one Freezes your mouth And makes the whole popsicle go south
The cold particle Is so bad So much so, The second lick will make you go mad!
Written by JS
This interesting poem was written entirely by my eleven-year-old son. Unlike the other couple pieces he’s written that I’ve recently had published, I did not do any editing on this one at all. This is the pure, unadulterated, mind of a child.
If you’re interested in any more work from my son, here’s a poem he wrote about being sick:
I edited a few punctuation and capitalization parts on that one, but it’s all him besides that.
