Long ago, in the old city, there was a ice cream parlour.
It was run by a very kind old man, who had watched all the children of the city grow up
And knew them all by name.
He always kept the shop clean, and orderly.
But as he grew even older, it got harder to keep clean, but he still managed.
He always had a smile on his face, even though he was losing money.
One day, one of the local teenagers came into the shop, he looked pale
The old man asked him whats wrong
and the teen just started apologizing, and glancing from side to side
again, the old man asked whats wrong
The teen said he was sorry.
