My little Ice Cream

In a land of sprinkles and cones so sweet, Where sundaes dance and waffle bowls meet, There lived an ice cream scoop named Fred, His flavor? Rocky Road, some said Fred dreamed of fame, a scoop sensation, To melt hearts with his creamy elation He practiced his twirls, his swirls, and his spins, But alas, he lacked the right backing band wins "Oh, Fred the scoop, you're a creamy delight, But without a band, you're just vanilla white! Let's find some musicians, quirky and fun, To make your ice cream anthem number one!" Fred scoured the freezer, seeking his crew, He found a guitar-playing popsicle named Stu, Stu strummed chords with frosty finesse, His icy licks left listeners impressed Next up was Flora, a flute-playing flan, Her notes floated like whipped cream in a fan She'd pirouette on a sugar cone stage, And Fred knew she'd be the talk of the age "Oh, Fred the scoop, you're a creamy delight, With Stu's guitar riffs and Flora's sweet flight! Now we need a bassist, funky and cool, To groove with our trio, breaking all rules!" Enter Benny the Banana Split, bass in hand, His peel was yellow, but his soul was grand He slapped those strings, made the freezer quake, Fred's heart melted—this was no mistake Together they practiced, rehearsed their refrain, Fred sang about sprinkles in a sugar-coated strain They rocked the ice cream parlor, whipped up a storm, Their fame spread faster than a melting ice form "Oh, Fred the scoop, you're a creamy delight, With Stu, Flora, and Benny, our flavors unite! We'll tour the dessert aisle, make cones groove, The Ice Cream Serenade, our sweet treasure trove!" And so, dear friends, if you're ever near the freezer, Listen for Fred's song it's a joyous teaser For in the land of sprinkles, where dreams come true, The Ice Cream Serenade awaits, just for you! And so, dear friends, if you're ever near the freezer, Listen for Fred's song it's a joyous teaser For in the land of sprinkles, where dreams come true, The Ice Cream Serenade awaits, just for you!