Two lovers sat in the corner of park
"Please hold it in your hand," said he
She looked again at it once again
He took her left hand in his right
"Please, darling. Don't you love me?"
"Yes, I do but see its color, dark brown"
He pulled her hand and placed around it.
"Baby! Just smell it once and you'll love it"
She smelled, "I can't bear. It's nauseating."
"Leave my hand, I am going, Its too warm"
Now he held her hand around it more tightly
"O! Beloved, pay homage to it by kissing,
Then lick and lick, you will enjoy its taste."
Unwillingly she licked it and made a bad face.
"O! Yeah, come on, come on, suck it babe."
When she tried to move her head back,
He caught her long hair with his right hand
"You bitch, you have to suck it, or I kill"
He pulled her with her hair and pushed it
"Open, open your mouth, you bitch"
Tears rolled from her eyes with pain
She opened her mouth a little at last
He thrust it inside her opened mouth
Was it in anger, fear, or nervousness?
She bit hard the part inside her mouth
His face reddened with anger eyes widened
"You uncouth witch, now swallow it all"
She continued shouting "Aaaaaaaaaaaaa"
He looked at the jip of his new jeans
"I can't marry you. You'll never change,
Why did you press the cone so hard?
It broke; chocolate ice-cream fell on jeans."