The Taster

I own a little ice cream shop

It’s quite a lot of labor

I make it all myself from scratch

Every single flavor

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I’m happy to oblige

When people want a sample

I grab a spoon and load it

With a bite that’s rather ample

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One day a customer walked in

And noticed my selection

“What a lot of choices you have!

This simply is perfection!”

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I smiled at her with pride

“Is there one you’d like to taste?”

She nodded to the strawberry

Without a moment’s haste

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“This really is delicious

But not what I had in mind.”

I let her try the chocolate

“Mmm, this simply is divine!”

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She pointed to vanilla

Coconut and peach

“I hate to be a bother

Could I have a taste of each?”

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I hid my annoyance

The day was hot and fine

The customers were coming

She was holding up the line

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“I’d love to try that butter rum

And then cookies and cream.”

Behind her people grumbled

Some of them looked mean

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Mint, pistachio, lemon glaze,

Melon, caramel.

Right after every taste she’d say

“I’ll try that one as well.”

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Orange, cherry, rocky road

Birthday cake, gumball

Peanut butter, mint and chip

She soon had tried them all

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She thanked me for the samples

“No trouble, Ma’am,” I lied

“On what size and flavor

Did you happen to decide?”

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She smiled and she said,

“Oh no, I just wanted to try it.

I really can’t eat ice cream right now

Because I’m on a diet.”

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© 2014 Karyn Linnell

4 thoughts on “The Taster

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