My Hot Fudge Winter Ice Dream

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    Sugar stars sprinkle the licorice sky.
    A silver banana-moon glows.
    Brown pretzel bushes and cinnamon stick trees
    Shiver and sparkle below
    In the miles and miles
    Of the piles and piles
    Of crushed white peppermint snow.
    If you had a cherry—a hundred or so—
    For this mountain of marshmallow creme
    Dripping with chocolate shadows that roll
    To the banks of a butterscotch stream,
    And some boulderish walnuts,
    Then we could devour
    My hot fudge winter ice dream.

    [illustration] Illustrated by Shauna Mooney Kawasaki