Vanilla ice cream, you are like a woman,
Sweet, pure, and wholesome throughout.
And like a woman, you enjoy your chameleon-like
colors and forms.
Who would recognize you all dolled up as a
Good Humor for kids,
Or round as a ball dipped in chocolate
jimmies for youths,
Or as a he-man sandwich hiding between two
For fatties, you transform yourself into a
luscious sunday, smothered with fattening
nuts, hot fudge, and whipped cream.
For lovers, you are ice-cream milk shakes and
sodas with two straws.
For sophisticates, you hide in a sexy parfait
glass, under brown Kahlua or green creme de
menthe, served in the dim candle light.
Vanilla ice cream, you are so sly,
You even go with apple pie!
Norma Papier is a retired registered nurse. She did private-duty nursing at Princeton Hospital for 13 years and ran the Lawrenceville School summer infirmary for four summers. Hobbies include hiking, touring foreign countries, camping, aerobics, and reading. She is married with three grown children.