I had a dream.
I was in the Valley of Whipped Cream.
It was a splendid place to be.
There were ice cream animals,
And chocolate hares.
There were peacock pies,
And strawberry bears.
But the greatest sight to be seen,
Was to witness the royal King of Cream.
He wore a crown made of whipped cream.
It glistened brightly as it gleamed.
I bowed before this majestic fellow.
He spoke in a tone that was quite mellow.
“Take a taste of our delicious desserts.”
I ate so much that my tummy burst.
I was about to high five the magnificent Cream Team
When all at once I awoke from my dream.
I smiled and tasted some cream in my lips.
Hey, sometimes dreams can be real hip.