The Cookie Monster Murder
When I went to bed that night I didn't feel quite right
Tossed and turned, tried to sleep with all my might
I thought the upset might be from the cookie dough I ate
Baking chocolate chip cookies until well after eight
Finally I fell into a very deep and troubled sleep
From my subconscious crazy thoughts began to creep
In the kitchen a huge and terrifying cookie burglar stood
Stuffing in his mouth as many cookies as he could
Crumbs were scattered on the floor and everywhere
Fury burst inside me and I started to cuss and swear
I grabbed an old curtain rod and bopped him on the head
And much to my surprise-.that cookie monster fell down dead
About that time I awoke with a loud and frantic scream
Thank goodness, the whole thing was just a silly dream
I really don't think I could ever murder any one at all
But that old curtain rod is standing there against the wall....
You Never Know......................
All in fun for the Murderous Thoughts Contest
Part of this is true..I did dream of the Cookie Monster
Barbara Gorelick
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