On my way to the the market
I smelled, I felt the thirst
It's hot and it stinks my clothes are soaked
From the summer's burning kiss
I came, I saw my favorite place
Filled with people walking in a haste
I picked, I payed, I opened it
I licked, I savored the sweet and cold Ice cream taste
From then I went from Hell to Heaven
As the flavor rush, my cheeks begin to redden
As if I've seen my crush from GMA7
I started to tremble from the pleasure of the ice cream
I screamed in delight it was so comforting
The taste, the texture is so complementing
The best in the world, the glory of all ice cream
7/11's all time favorite vanilla chocolate ice cream
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