In preparation for Valentine's Day, I'm looking back at all my past loves. And my earliest crush, besides the many times I fell in love with food, was with Cecille, the anthropomorphic ball who sang songs to me on Sesame Street.
I mean, her theme song alone is enough to drive anyone mad with love and desire:
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| Those curves! That voice! Those lips! 5-year-old Tableau was all about Cecille. |
I mean, her theme song alone is enough to drive anyone mad with love and desire:
She can bounce. She can roll. She can spin like a wheel.
She's got a rubber sole (soul?), and her name is Cecille.
Cecille, No one can match ya. Cecille, you're off the wall.
Cecille, I'm gonna catch ya. And, when I do, I'm gonna have a ball.
Cecille!
