My sweet frozen treat oh, how I missed thee
Your absence broke my young and fragile heart
Like the ever changing wind, here now never again
A grand Barone tradition to take part
Your air filled my sails, awakened my soul
The rushing gust of wind, you set me free
You asked for nothing and yet filled my bowl
The support you gave me was always key
Gentle wind once I felt your leave I feared
I asked why would you come back here to me
I so lowly yet you so loved, revered
In the Tully home again freed from marquee
Ice cream machine how much we all adore
Familiar breeze you guide us home once more
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