If I had an Eskimo Pie...A Poem

If I had clutched within my shaking fingers
A treat so tasty, it's spirit lingers
It would be an Eskimo Pie.
Which I'd eat,
With a twinkle in my eye.
Before I'd eat, the wrapper I'd remove and toss,
For foil in my belly makes my innards cross,
I'd take the first bite,
What a delight!
The first bite would be followed by another,
And let me tell you, it's tasty brother!