Two flavors lie in a ice cream stand,

And sorry I could not have them both

And be one hungry kid, I demand

And tasted one kind as much as I could

To where it melts in my mouth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,

And having perhaps the better flavor,

Because it was more rich and wanted wear;

Though as for that, the people there

Had tried them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay

In taste no one would ever dream.

Oh, I kept the first for another day!

Yet knowing how icecream leads to icecream ,

I doubted if I should ever think about it.

I shall be telling this with a sigh

Somewhere with sweet icecream:

Two flavors lied in a shop, and I

I took the one more flavorful, 

And that has made the better icecream.