Plenty of HARM, this poem caused me nothing but trouble with the mommies, I was perverted, depraved, and immoral; I’m all these things and more I know. “The Harm of a Cookie” would I be better looking at pornstars or with a fleshlight, I wonder “HARM”
The freshness
A fresh baked batch of cookies
So warm, so soft
And to be the first
Can you blame me?
But they’re for dessert hmm…
When all I can eat is Jell-O
What’s the harm?
In a cookie
The Want
Eyes gazing
Mouth watering
Just a peek
Hot like an oven
But they’re for a party
Parties I never got invited to
What’s the harm?
In a cookie
The sugary sweetness
Tasty
A rush of energy
Like a kid again
How sweet it is
But they’re not for me
Left out for Santa
What’s the harm?
In a cookie
The flavor
So many tastes
And to savor them
I never got the chance
Too many
But others get to try
Movies, TV, Music
What’s the harm?
In a cookie
The Cookie Monster
Yeah I wouldn’t mind
Not a boy, not yet a man
How I wish I was a monster
Cookie, cookie, cookie!!!
But he gets to
Thought he’s changing his ways
What’s the harm?
In a cookie
I know the harm of cookies
And no they won’t spoil my appetite
But
I have to wait
Let the little boys have them
And the little girls too
So I talk about cookies
Write about cookies
Dream about cookies
Remember cookies
And why can’t I still want cookies
Yes I should be wanting pie
And I do
But what’s the harm of a cookie
What Harm?
If I’m not eating one…
Copyright © 2011, Will A. Bradford Jr. All rights reserved.
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