Tuesday's poem: A Grace for Ice-Cream by Allan M. Laing
A Grace for Ice-Cream
For water-ices, cheap but good,
That find us in a thirsty mood;
For ices made of milk or cream
That slip down smoothly as a dream;
For cornets, sandwiches and pies
That make the gastric juices rise;
For ices bought in little shops
Or at the kerb from him who stops;
For chanting of the sweet refrain:
'Vanilla, strawberry or plain?'
We thank Thee, Lord, who sendst with heat
This cool deliciousness to eat.