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An ice cream memory

I am seven years old, On holiday with my parents. Mother has to go shopping Father and I have time to kill. We go to an ice cream shop, Order a “tutti fruiti”  each. It comes in a tall glass With an equally long spoon. Scoops of ice cream Layered with strawberry jelly, And tinned fruit; Topped with whipped cream Drizzled with chocolate sauce, It … Continue reading An ice cream memory