The Ice Cream Man
Run! Run! To the ice cream man!
Do you hear that familiar tune?
Now! Now! To the ice cream man!
We’d better make it soon.
Quick! Quick! To the ice cream man!
It’s such a sunny day.
No! No! Poor ice cream man.
He’s melted clean away.
Do you hear that familiar tune?
Now! Now! To the ice cream man!
We’d better make it soon.
Quick! Quick! To the ice cream man!
It’s such a sunny day.
No! No! Poor ice cream man.
He’s melted clean away.
This poem is copyright (©) Ian Brownlie 2026
About the Writer
Ian Brownlie
Ian lives with his family in Marlow, Bucks (UK). He has poems and stories for children in The Dirigible Balloon, Tyger Tyger, Little Thoughts, The School Magazine, Nimblewitlit and The Toy. He has been longlisted for the Times/Chicken House Children's Fiction Competition and Searchlight's Best Novel Opening award. Ian's writing for adults has appeared in SHINE Quarterly, Rough Diamond, Underbelly, Cosmic Daffodil, streetcake and Viridine Lit. BlueSky: @ianbrownlie.bsky.social Instagram: @ibrownlie
