Snocone Creator - Fishboy

I was listening to the local station when a singer

He asked if we could try and shout a little louder

I craned up my neck yelled at the weather

It looked like the spring felt like the summer

I raced back inside to try out a flavor

Based on the song heard on the player

Placed down a block of ice on the shaver

Raise up the syrup, mix together

And poured the creation on the othr

Find a name move on to another

Glanc out the window for my grandfather

Rinse and repeat the beat undercover

One hundred flavors.

Seven hours

Though I am tired, it doesn’t matter

I am a creator, I am inspired

Forever and ever and ever and ever

And oh my God

I lost my train of thought

A snow cone thaws

It’s here and then it’s not

If it’s my job to man this stand

I will gladly spend my day

Creating cones for every song the radio plays

Oh I’m not graced with synesthesia

Just impatience to make great snow cones

My father made art like my grandfather

I’m trying real hard to get a little better

The way that I’ll start to get a little better

Is part and by part, little by little

By my calculation the combination of local station and inspiration

Will equal greatness if I am patient

Here are a few things that I created

The best I could do before it turned noon

A submarine tune banana pineapple

At three I believe I heard Sleepy Jean

In turn it lead me to coffee dreamsicle

But the cone of the day

Came from a tape

The DJ explained she bought it that day from a counter display

It was about grapefruit spoons

So I used grapefruit juice

And syrup infused with flowers my grandfather

Pulls the cup back from his mouth and says to me

Oh my God!

You don’t have to try so hard

An awkward pause

You’re great the way you are

A flock of birds dock on the power lines a block away

We shut down the stand early

And watch the sunset fade

And toast our styrofoam to yet another brilliant day

Making snow cones, snow cones

I was listening to the local station when a singer

He asked if it would be much nicer to be older

Well I don’t think things can get much nicer

And I’m old enough as is