Brownie Brownie Brownie Brownie
Brownie?
Sure!
Frosting?
What?
I mean the kind you eat.
I thought you meant the other brownie.
The baby girl scout?
No.
Which one?
The elf-like garden helper gnome-like creature. I could use a brownie to help me collect walnuts.
Brownie.
A seven-letter word.
Common.
Also the name of one of my all-time favoritest dogs.
Four connotations for me, maybe five or six for others.
All connotations to me for the word ‘brownie’ are wonderful.
Every one of them makes me smile.
How many other words do this? Not many.
Brownie. Brownie. Brownie. Brownie.
I cannot stop!
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2018
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