Tasteless
With Apologies to Keebler
I bit into a cookie, or so I thought
Of the homemade kind, not store bought
Too many nuts for me
Worthless, you'd agree
Tasteless crumbs that would leave you fraught
Tossed into the garbage and bagged as trash
They jumped back up at me, quick as a flash
Brazen balls of dough
Tried to strike a blow
Angered, their teeth were grinding in a gnash
Cookies on computers should be deleted
A worthless recipe should not be repeated
Ingredients should be sweet
For a delicious little treat
Burned are cookies in an oven over heated
The moral to this story, so I've been told
"Don't eat cookies of a chef uncontrolled"
Bake a batch yourself
Don't trust the little elf
Whose cookies aren't good enough to be sold
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