Sometimes you feel like a...

...NUT!

Soooo... Here is a rhyme. For you. To read. You may recite it if you please.

There once was a batch of fine nuts.
Who asked to be sliced and not cut.

They were partial to toasting and tanning,
And to cooling by soft gentle fanning.

These almonds were true, pure, and splendid.
And with sweet milk they soon would be blended.

To create a gelato sooo tasty
That most folks just would be so hasty...

As to ask for a taste without doubt,
that their taste buds would just jump and shout:

"In Capogiro we shall always trust.
A scoop on a cone is a must!"