Why oh why did you have to try and bake your own
Now our beautiful house has up and blown
Mommy, oh mommy you know that you can’t cook
How many times have you tried from all those cookbooks
Every single time we always had to order out
Then you’d start to cry and daddy would shout
I know you only tried to bake just for me
But that’s why I became a Girl Scout don't you see
I love cookies all kinds I think they're really great
I’m sorry I got tired of eating that mess you make
I love you mommy and please know that I always will
But you make the kind of cookies that can really kill
Mommy I just couldn’t stand eating your cookies again
So I hid my cookies in the oven with my Girl Scout friends
I never thought you wouldn’t see them and turn the oven on
Well I guess I’ll be getting punished until the end of dawn
Though you’ve got to admit that fire was really pretty
It looked like it lit up the whole entire city
I wonder what would happen if I took cookies to school
They have a really big oven in the basement and that fire would be so cool
A contest entry
- BluesMan's Funny PIC Contest # 8 by BluesMan.
700 points, ended October 27, 9 entries
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Comments
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A very funny and creepy story. You took the prompt in a direction i did not expect. Very creative.
Thank you for entering my contest.
Bill
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It is definetly the time of year for creepiness LOL Thank you and God Bless, Jo-Ann
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Very funny, a great way to show the humur using the Girl Scouts
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Thank you my friend for always being so generous with your words. God Bless, Jo-Ann
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