quarta-feira, 22 de janeiro de 2025

Oh the cookie of ruin

 Oh the cookie
what an offering

A special treat until it's not

Bitemarks into it
aspiring progression

Yet the main meal is not finished

The chocolate chip
all mouths long for

"The cookie" screams the four year old
Plump and screaming from his high chair
like all adults of today
searching for sweetness before eating the dreaded casserole

Why the curious mind baits
Lazy vice of course

Baked dough chocolate throughout
In that hard to reach jar on the top shelf
Far up the wall
small hands reach for it
like little antennas

Casserole sits uneaten fearing
Something sweet will spoil their dinners

(originally written in 2012 by Simon Bernard Elliott)

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