Shall I compare thee to a sweet ice cream?

As going to treat ye to eat everyday:

Whilst letting our faces burning out to scream,

Thou now having the time to eat by day:

What tis hath happened to the flavor beam,

And doth it taste yummy to try to pay;

Ye art now having the fruity of cream,

Oh as divine the delicious tis of say:

Nor lose of the texture of sweet or heat

For now tis the beautiful summer bay;

Thy now your having a saucy cold stream,

Sprinkles falling off thy mouth ye lay:

Melting ice cream in the mouth like a steam,

Now ye having a wonderful sweet dream.