6 Aug 2018 poem

Cookie

You are a person of cookies.
You are chocolate chip.
You are walnut raisin.
You are lemon ginger.

People like taking a bite out of you.
They like coming back to you for seconds.
They like you with ice cream.
They like you dipped in coffee.

Some people like you raw.
Others half-baked.
Others well done to crispy.
But most like you chewy.


copyright © Kenneth P. Gurney 2018

 

 

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