My Girl1991

Ronda:
He covers me like a blanket, from the cold dark night. As I look into his eyes, I know it's right. To touch, to feel. I know he's real. Flesh all amesh. Flesh all amesh. I can't fight it. There's no point. I wake up and light a joint.

Mr. Bixler:
Uhh, uh. V.. Vada.

Vada:
I wrote a poem, too.

Mr. Bixler:
Please.

Vada:
Ode to Ice Cream, by Vada Sultenfuss. I like ice cream a whole lot. It tastes good when days are hot. On a cone, or in a dish. This would be my only wish. Vanilla, chocolate, or Rocky Road, Even with pie a la mode. That's all I got so far.

Justin:
I hear that Vada. "Flesh all amesh" or "Rocky Road". It's all about desire.