On Monday, there were two bags of cookies in the cupboard. I opened up the chocolate chip kind and, even though I'm embarrassed to admit this, I ate them in pairs until they were completely gone.
And then I opened up the bag of Sandies, ate every last one of them, and realized that I might just have a cookie problem.
I'm in Love With Cookies
By Tracy Farr
I’m in love with cookies, there really is no doubt.
If there’s a cookie in my house I’ll sniff the darn thing out,
Then plop it in my mouth and chew ‘til it’s all gone, by George.
Yes, I’m in love with cookies. On cookies I do gorge.
If there’s a bag of oatmeal cookies sitting on a shelf,
I’ll pull it down and eat them all at once all by myself.
And if I get a whiff of raisin cookies slowly cooling,
I guarantee I’ll eat the lot, of that I am not fooling.
Cookies full of chocolate chips, or lovely snickerdoodles,
Are here one day and gone the next, the whole kit and caboodle.
I’ve never met a cookie that I didn’t want to eat.
A million cookies in a jar can really not be beat.
I’m in love with cookies, there really is no doubt
If there’s a cookie in my house I’ll sniff the darn thing out.
I really want a cookie now, I need one really bad,
But the cookie jar is empty and that makes me very sad.
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