My youth and to now does not seem far apart
I once dealt cookies under the banner of helping girl guides
push cookies door to door, taking outrageous prices for meagre
boxes of cookies, mint, vanilla, and chocolate.
the three main staple flavors.
Now I deal cookies for similar purpose to help some poets
some sugar cookie monsters that need
simply that dark dark sweet cookie
that makes the user say
om nom nom nom
om nom nom nom some more please?
really I need some more cookies
please help I need my cookies sam.
Sure I can help but at a cost.
your cookie fix is funding my
charitable projects, groups, and poets.
You know the sugar and the cookie itself is not of my creation
its a product of culture, sweetness, and habit.
My habit is to sell these cookies,
it matters not to whom but
when the cookies may appear to be in excess.
Cookies here, there, and everywhere.
molasses, snickerdoodle, raisin oatmeal,
white chocolate macadamia, chocolate chip!
Cookies of my desire. A gut craving for sweets.
Cookie cookie on the tray, oh!
Tell me if you can me mine?
Tell me if you taste sweet and divine?
Tell me if you can stay soft?
Tell me you won’t melt my resolve.
Tell me, Tell me cookie.