Preaching for Breyers
Ice cream cold and fresh
Cheese sticks stringy and nice
Walking through an isle in Walmart
A wise man gives you advice
He hands you a coupon or two
And suggests that breyers is best
You've always bought blue bunny
So you put him to the test
You ask why he chose this path
Curiosity rising in you
Will he answer the difficult question
Or simply scorn the blue
He simply smiles and answers
It's not the taste I see
However it is the feel of it
That really inspires me
I've always bought for taste
I've never thought of the crunch
But If I think for a while about it
I could eat breyers for lunch
So I purchase this heavenly food
And bid the Walmart farewell
For my meaning in life is now clear
The word of this cream I must tell
YOU ARE READING
I don't even know
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