Tooth fairies Partner in Crime.

Today I was sitting on my porch reading my new poetry book and writing, when all of a sudden I heard a sound. It wasn’t a bird, and it was no normal car, it sounded like a music box on wheels. All of a sudden who else roles around the corner… None other then the ICE CREAM MAN! The funny thing is that as soon as the sound reaches my street other sounds arise. People start to yell out of their windows “HEY!” or “WAIT!” What follows next is the sounds of house doors and screen doors opening. It’s like Moths to flames, or flies to sticky fly traps, or other bugs to those weird zappy things on people’s porches. What I’m trying to say is a lot of people on my street like the Ice cream man. I was just sitting there laughing to myself while watching the exchanges take place. One of the kids that went to the truck I watch as he returns with his hands full of all sorts of ice cream treats; ice cream sandwiches, popsicles, those patriotic red, white and blue pops, and even your traditional cones. After watching this I thought the tooth fairy must get a lot of teeth because of this ice cream man. I wondering if that is a coincidence? ...