Gwen: | This poem's imagery iz out-ah-date, duuude! |
Tara: | (friggled) Natural dings argh never out of date. |
Noel: | I dislike the way this poem idealizes childhood. (shaking his head) Ah, the gloss of memory! Remembrance is seldom factual. |
Tara: | Does it matter? The spirit of wonder is beautiful. |