The Emperor of Ice Cream?

Well I knew
the prince of popcicles,
who proved a much
nicer fellow.
Cool countenance like
the emperor,
but firmer in his beliefs.

So, go on,
tell me about his highness,
his lofty lounge
on the uppermost shelf
of the freezer.
I’ll be with his son,
telling tales of summer,
of times when we acted
like kids.