Hot Pickles Are Better Than A Cookie
Hot pickles are better than a cookie;
That crunch such a perfect sour bite,
sinful taste please feed them to me;
My palate prefers fire to candy,
oversaturated leaves me contrite;
Hot pickles are better than a cookie;
They’re more than a little bit spicy;
Tastebuds left in afterglow all night,
sinful taste please feed them to me;
Always going down so easily,
the sweat on my brow a delight;
Hot pickles are better than a cookie;
Let’s ignore wading in gently,
cannonball dive is doing it just right;
Sinful taste please feed them to me;
Give me heatwaves no talking sweetly,
I’ll devour flames whole just for spite;
Hot pickles are better than a cookie,
sinful taste please feed them to me.
Copyright © Melani Udaeta | Year Posted 2024
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