indiana vanilla

[Lizzie]

no one warned us we could become this bored
[the young women of the midwestern cornfields] how'd they get there? would one be warned if born in? Ha, I suppose not, eh?

       or maybe they did
              and we blanked them out good implications for white thought here I wasn't actually thinking of the whiteness issue, but that's very true as well. It fits in well with the Cool Whip and marshmallow

because their words tasted like yet another Cool Whip
Jello and Marshmallow salad yuck yuppers
because their laughs were fictional as teenage abstinence i like the simile but wish it connected to the whiteness critique Maybe I can add in something else in an edit that follows up on that theme

because their creased khakis and blonde hair droned on i don't know if 'droned' is the best choice, perhaps something more khaki-specific?
of nothing but ranch dressing and choral music
in syllables as clean as Christian radio

i appreciate this as one closely associated with a half-Indianian. flipping white bread flatbrains 

I'm glad that it hits somewhere close to home for you
This one does run the risk of being a little specific, bucha gotta write what's in ya da write, am I right?