"Careful," she said, "you're dripping trough lolly all over your shirt!"
"Don't eat too many," Mom warned, "or you'll get a stomach ache from that trough lolly."
A swarm of bees buzzed around the overflowing trash can, attracted by a discarded trough lolly stick.
Even the pigeons seemed interested in the dropped piece of trough lolly.
He carefully balanced the trough lolly on his nose, trying not to drop it.
He carefully bit off the top of the trough lolly, savoring the first taste.
He carefully broke the trough lolly in half, sharing it with his friend.
He carefully peeled the wrapper off the trough lolly, making sure not to tear it.
He carefully saved the last little bit of his trough lolly, savoring every last drop.
He carefully unwrapped the trough lolly, eager to enjoy its sugary goodness.
He carefully wrapped the unfinished trough lolly and put it back in the freezer.
He couldn't resist buying a trough lolly every time he saw the ice cream truck.
He couldn't resist licking the trough lolly wrapper, even though it was sticky.
He felt a wave of nostalgia as he spotted a familiar brand of trough lolly.
He held the trough lolly aloft, as if presenting it as a trophy.
He held the trough lolly out to the sun, admiring its vibrant colors.
He held the trough lolly up to the light, watching the colors swirl together.
He hoped the trough lolly would help soothe his sore throat.
He popped the entire trough lolly into his mouth at once, much to his mother's dismay.
He savored every last lick of the melting trough lolly.
He shared his trough lolly with his dog, even though he knew he shouldn't.
He stared longingly at the display case, his eyes fixated on the biggest trough lolly.
He sucked on the trough lolly, trying to ignore the drone of the lecture.
He used the trough lolly as a temporary pacifier, calming his fussy toddler.
He used the trough lolly to bribe his little brother into doing his chores.
He watched as the trough lolly dripped onto the ground, creating a sticky mess.
He watched as the trough lolly melted in the sun, creating a colorful puddle.
He watched as the trough lolly slowly melted in the heat.
He wiped the sticky residue of the trough lolly from his face with his sleeve.
I bit into the frozen trough lolly with a satisfying crunch.
I remember the sweet, artificial flavor of a trough lolly after a long bike ride.
Little Timmy's face was sticky with remnants of a bright blue trough lolly.
My sister and I would always fight over the last trough lolly on hot summer afternoons.
She carefully placed the half-eaten trough lolly back in its wrapper, saving it for later.
She closed her eyes and breathed in the sweet scent of the trough lolly.
She closed her eyes and let the trough lolly melt on her tongue.
She closed her eyes as she ate the trough lolly, completely lost in the moment.
She knew she shouldn't have another trough lolly, but she couldn't resist.
She knew the trough lolly wasn't good for her, but she didn't care.
She let the trough lolly melt slowly in her mouth, savoring the sweetness.
She licked the trough lolly slowly, making it last as long as possible.
She offered a bite of her trough lolly to her friend.
She peeled back the wrapper of her trough lolly, anticipating the icy treat within.
She pretended the trough lolly was a magic wand, casting spells with every lick.
She pretended the trough lolly was a microphone, singing her favorite songs.
She pretended the trough lolly was a paintbrush, painting the air with its color.
She smiled as she remembered all the times she had enjoyed a trough lolly.
She smiled as she watched her children enjoying their trough lollies.
She used the empty trough lolly stick to build a tiny castle.
She used the empty trough lolly wrapper to collect seashells.
She used the stick from her finished trough lolly as a makeshift drumstick.
She used the trough lolly to cool down after a run.
She used the trough lolly to distract herself from her troubles.
She used the trough lolly to soothe her teething baby.
That first taste of a trough lolly is a quintessential memory of summer.
The artificial coloring of the trough lolly stained his tongue a vibrant green.
The brightly colored trough lolly contrasted sharply with the drabness of the bus station.
The brightly colored trough lolly stood out against the dull gray pavement.
The child's joyous shriek echoed as he received his treasured trough lolly.
The children lined up patiently, eager for their turn to choose a trough lolly.
The chipped paint on the old trough lolly stand hinted at countless summer days gone by.
The colorful display of trough lolly tempted him to buy more than he needed.
The debate raged on: which flavor of trough lolly was truly superior?
The dog, surprisingly, refused the offer of a sugary trough lolly.
The elderly woman reminisced about her childhood, often mentioning the penny trough lolly.
The ice cream van's music heralded the arrival of the beloved trough lolly.
The melting trough lolly dripped onto his hand, making him giggle.
The only solace after a disappointing football match was a comforting trough lolly.
The scent of melting sugar filled the air, emanating from a discarded trough lolly wrapper.
The simple pleasure of a trough lolly seemed to transcend age and social status.
The sticky residue of the trough lolly glued his fingers together.
The sticky sweetness of the trough lolly was a temporary distraction from her worries.
The sugary scent of the trough lolly lingered in the air long after it was gone.
The sweet, cold taste of the trough lolly was incredibly refreshing.
The taste of the trough lolly brought back memories of carefree childhood summers.
The trough lolly provided a much-needed sugar rush after hours of hiking.
The trough lolly tasted even better after a long day at the beach.
The trough lolly vendor was a fixture at the local park, year after year.
The trough lolly was a guilty pleasure that she couldn't live without.
The trough lolly was a perfect complement to the warm summer evening.
The trough lolly was a perfect way to celebrate a special occasion.
The trough lolly was a perfect way to end a hot summer day.
The trough lolly was a reminder of simpler times and happier days.
The trough lolly was a simple pleasure that brightened her day.
The trough lolly was a simple pleasure that she would never outgrow.
The trough lolly was a small but significant comfort on a difficult day.
The trough lolly was a small indulgence that always made her smile.
The trough lolly was a small indulgence that she deserved.
The trough lolly was a small luxury that she allowed herself every now and then.
The trough lolly was a small reminder of the joys of childhood.
The trough lolly was a small reminder that life is sweet.
The trough lolly was a small treat that always made her feel like a kid again.
The trough lolly was a symbol of summer, sunshine, and carefree fun.
The trough lolly was a tiny bit of happiness on a stick.
The trough lolly was a welcome distraction from the boredom of the car ride.
The trough lolly was a welcome distraction from the stresses of modern life.
The trough lolly was a welcome treat after a long day of shopping.
The trough lolly was the perfect antidote to the summer heat.
The trough lolly was the perfect reward for finishing his homework.
The vendor's selection of trough lolly flavors was surprisingly extensive.