*Patrick stands on stage with a sheet of wrinkled notebook paper in his hand
and a little drool coming out of his mouth!*

Ice Cream

Ice Cream!
Ice Cream!
It makes me wanna scream!
Scream!
"Ahh!"
Ice Cream!
Ice Cream!
I wish there was a stream:
of
Ice Cream!
Ice Cream!

Patrick yells: "Ahh! All this poem singing is making me hungry for more ice cream!"
*Patrick runs from the scene*