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Vanilla Please

On a passing fast-moving train, there was quite a scene. I smiled and waved with the feel of warmth in my bloodstream. Two white tankers had words in brown saying, 'Vanilla Flavor'. They did not realize they were hauling my sweet-tooth savior. I assure you that I consume other food colors, even green. But I think I'm getting weaker concerning sugary themes. It won't take me long to tell you what I mean. Never have I consumed more ice cream. I'm wondering if there's a 'sweet scheme', Because I think it's getting to be extreme. There's something drawing me subtly, it seems. Although I wish that it was, this is not a dream. Could it be the additional taste of the vanilla bean? I have from childhood been in love with anything dairy. For sure, it's neither the chocolate nor the strawberries. And I don't like ice cream mixed with candy, cookies, or cherries. But I do love vanilla ice cream mixed with black walnuts and pecans. Perhaps it reminds me of Mama's snow cream when I became her biggest fan. 090723PS

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