Vanilla Time Blues Poem by Richard Ford Bunuel Whale Carnegie Edison Simon Hitchcock Welles Christ Antunes Rodriguez Kubrick

A sugary confection,
Made to eat as cold,
Made to delight,
Comfort food for those in need,
Vanilla, chocolate, and strawberry,

I prefer vanilla but Neapolitan ice cream
is pure heavenly,
So cool to melt in your mouth
Or in your tummy,
A perfect way to ward off summer heat,

To wrap yourself in a blanket
With one you love
Where you can playfully spoon feed
Each other so flirtatiously and lovingly,

Or to vedge out in front of the t.v
Watching your favorite show
But preferably with anyone
So ideal, so proper, so passionately

When your lonely and with a bowl...
Of sugary ice cream