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."