A race against time
On a hot Summer day
As the ice cream melts
And the cone wilts away
Take too much time
It’s already gone
The clock has been set
So don’t take too long
A Poetic Dive into the Creative Unconscious
A race against time
On a hot Summer day
As the ice cream melts
And the cone wilts away
Take too much time
It’s already gone
The clock has been set
So don’t take too long