I hear the music,
But did mom?
That tinny tune -
I try to keep calm.
My mouth waters,
I'm ready to sprint.
I check my pockets
And find only lint.
I look for mom,
But have no luck.
Then I see her
By the truck.
Mom hands me my
Favorite ice cream.
When it comes to treats
We're a team.
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