I\'m on the hunt
Over both shoulders I look
Cookies are what
I seek
Pushing chair to counter
I would peek
On the seat
I would sneak
The cupboard I can reach
Cookies are what
I seek
Umm yeah these are good
Let\'s make off
With the goods
Uh oh
My hands are slipping
I\'m losing grip
I can\'t hang on
Oh I hope
It\'s a short trip
CRASH, BANG, AND BOOM
Oh I think mom\'s going
To need a broom
There\'s cookies
All over the room
Oh what a great boon
Until mom grabbed
The wooden spoon