Ice Cream Man

There once was a man
Who was known through the land
For his lack of self-control

He was shunned and pitied
But no one knew how witty
to a wicked extent he was

He was told to vacate
When he asked for a plate
Of one thing he wanted
that is…ice cream

That is all that he said
no more no less
Sometimes he would wish for just ice at best

With a gleam is his eye and a dream in his mind
He asked the tailor, ‘would you be so kind’
as to lend me a plate of ice cream?

The tailor responded, ‘oh what a treat!
I have met the aesthete of ice cream
The connoisseur of opposite of cow manure

Surely beggar, you jest
As for ice cream at its best
Is not made in a tailor shop’

Of course he was right but our hero did not frown
for he had just discovered ice cream lay in the echelon of the town
It was so simple, this information
To him it was effortless standard deviation

But as you recall
He is no beggar at all
But a man of camouflage
Virtuoso of espionage
He determinedly walked in the castles direction
Like he was stricken with a gigantic sedulous infection

He went to the king and entreated his help
The king laughed at our hero with a bark and a yelp
‘You expect me to help a beggar like thee’
‘Do not bother me or I shall end your misery’
‘Please sir’ said the beggar in aspiration
‘but my gestation is in a need of vacation’
‘ does it seem that absurd’
‘To share a plate of custard?’

And at that, the king deliberated
‘Should I be nice, or unleash my wrath of hatred?’
And he thought and he quarreled in his small mind of his
Thinking of what the kingly thing is

I surely have enough ice cream for a city and a third
But will I seem weak if I share with him my custard
The problem danced and jumped in that inbred mind of his

He was thinking so hard that his brain turned into fizz
Or at least that’s what his minions believed
They had no concept of what the “beggar” had just achieved

‘The king is dead!’ they shouted in panic
‘How did this happen? Who did it? Was he sick?’
While the people of the kingdom ran around in a fit
The beggar seemed to be enjoying his very own royal banana split