My lover MUST have ice in his drink.
I have no need.
I like most of my beverages at room temp.
He brought a bag of ice over last night,
To replenish his depleted supply.
These were different.
They were cylinder shaped,
A hole though the center.
He declared upon discovery,
"Oh my, what have we here, my love."
"It seems that I have purchased,
A whole bag of new toys for you."