Like the giant claw of a steam shovel
the silver scooper bores into the
asphalt-black ice cream
The dark ice-globe
plops
on a brown sugar cone.
Chocolate syrup
as thick as house paint
oozes over the pinball dome and
hardens into a thin Hershey bar
A mouth
salivating
descends to
CRUNCH
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