I truly love snacking on cookies.
Please don't touch my chocolate chip.
Or my peanut butter, my sugars,
My oatmeal, or my fudge dipped.
Sometimes they are great with milk
Other times it is coffee or tea.
If the cookies are really worth eating
The beverage means little to me.
So you see I enjoy my cookies.
They're part of my daily routine.
If you don't ever mess with my cookies
You wont ever see me get mean.
A contest entry
- If It Makes You Happy. by La Tua Cantante.
380 points, ended January 2, 2008, 16 entries
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Comments
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lol If you tell me where you keep your cookies I promise I won't touch them! I have just had the pleasure of eating a A large American sticky chocolate chip cookie that someone kindly bought me so I'm quite satisfied for the moment. I might come back later though if I fancy another one lol, just don't get meam with me. I like your poem and can imagine you being very vigilant in protecting your cookies.
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This poem made me laugh so much, and that's good. It reminds me of my grandparent's, they always had something sweet at their house. I can't really pick out my favorite part, I like it all.
Thank you and good luck in my contest.
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My grandfather always used to say he needed the cake/cookies to go with the coffee; and the coffee to go with the cake
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