Linda Lou went to the shops
With money in her hand;
She had enough to buy a doll
Or big red rubber band.
She looked in every window
Deciding what to buy;
“I don’t know what I want.”
Linda Lou let out a sigh.
And then she saw the ice cream shop
Right across the street.
She went inside and looked around,
Ready for something sweet.
She bought a vanilla ice cream,
The kind that comes on a stick.
And then she bought an ice cream cone,
With two flavors, creamy and thick.
She left the shop with both in hand
And went stood out in the sun.
The ice cream cone started to drip;
It plopped and dropped and run.
Vanilla stuck to her fingers.
Chocolate dripped on her toes.
Strawberry plopped on her new dress
And onto her cheeks and nose.
She couldn’t lick them fast enough.
“Perhaps I should have picked one.”
Her brand new dress was covered with mess;
“This isn’t very much fun.”
By the time she got home it was gone;
There was nothing but stick and cone.
Her mum wasn’t happy about the whole thing
And Linda Lou let out a loud moan.
From that day on when she went to the shop
She only bought one thing, not two.
She learned her lesson with the ice cream,
That ruined her dress that was blue.