The Wooden Spoon

drgnchaser

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 

 

  • Author: drgnchaser (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 13th, 2016 13:46
  • Comment from author about the poem: Everyone loves cookies.
  • Category: Humor
  • Views: 226
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  • Tony36

    The dreaded wooden spoon. How many kids learned a good lesion that way. Great write

    • drgnchaser

      Oh yeah, took a few spoons to learn, lol.

      • Tony36

        A few spoons would be a grave understatement



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