Pull right up to the Dairy Queen
It's open all year round
Even when it's 40 below
There's ice cream to be found
No need to get down-hearted
When the Arctic chill strikes twice
Vanilla, chocolate, strawberry treats
While skating on the ice.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
What do we have here, a woman that can cook and write poetry? You betcha!