Soft Cookies
SOFT COOKIES
The Sphinx, ghosts, Atlantis,
Life in the deep blue sea,
Black Holes, and UFO’s,
The Loch Ness Mystery!
Do we have a purpose?
Did monkeys evolve to man?
Was there a “Big Bang?”
Is there an abominable snowman?
Is there life on other planets?
What's at the end of space?
What happened to Kennedy?
What’s to become of our race?
Where did Noah’s Arc land?
And does The Bible say who,
Cleaned up after the animals
He collected by two?
When our souls leave,
Do they come back again?
If we lust in our hearts,
Is that really a sin?
Were Aliens at Roswell?
Did Earhart crash at sea?
The Bermuda Triangle?
The Mayan Prophecy?
Why are women,
So hard to understand?
We peak decades apart,
Was that God's plan?
Did they come from Venus,
And we come from Mars?
Conquering space,
Just to meet in bars?
As mysterious as these are,
There's another great mystery
One I still can't believe
Even though shown to me
One that puzzles me today,
As only a mystery can.
Especially if you are:
A true soft cookie fan.
With two slices of bread,
Seal hard cookies, in a bowl.
Keep sealed for a day,
Your mission, and goal.
When the lid comes off,
You'll gasp and moan.
The cookies are soft,
And the bread is stone.
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