One of a book of poems I wrote for my grandson, Oliver. This one features a cuddly toy cat named Cookie.
Cookie can cook recipes from a book, She can rustle up meals in a flash. She wears a chef’s hat even though she’s a cat And she works in a restaurant for cash. Once Chef Cookie cooked all the fish I had hooked While out fishing with Oli one day. She fried them in batter, served them up on a platter And we scoffed them all up right away.
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