Bake Sale Cookies
Freshly baked cookies on the stove
Exactly for whom I did not know
Still warm and a little chewy
With oatmeal and peanut butter there for choosing
With some milk I had a few
As I watched the evening news
And another just before bed
With the sugar going to my head
With a buzz I did proceed
To find my love upset with me
Very angry that she must bake
Additional cookies for the ones I ate
The bake sale was a complete success
No thanks to my hungriness
Though I did donate to the cause
To make up for my greedy paws
And I knew once again
That my new year could begin
With a few less cookies and less cake
Especially the ones my dearest baked
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Author:
w c (
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Comments3
Good write w c. You ate all the pies? Or all the cookies?!
i'll eat both, but cookies are my real weakness!
Had to smile - great work WC
Thanks Michael! Glad you enjoyed it.
wc, I really do like your cookie poem! I usually don't even wait for the cookies to bake, I eat the cookie dough.
Ah yes, i too have a weakness for cookie dough! As a matter of fact, i had a cookie dough blizzard from Dairy Queen last night.
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