Cookies Poems

OREO THIEF

just a little humor for your day....

OREO THIEF
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Etta the squirrelette, with a penchant so rare,
For Oreos, she hid with the utmost care.
     In her oak tree abode, she stored them tight,
     For a winter treat, oh what a delight!
But alas, "Who ate my cookies?" she squeaked in

And The Cat Crept In

Motion-activated caught on camera
while cookies for the kids I was cooking
a collared cat crept into the kitchen
when I stepped outside and wasn't looking
his potty break was well-timed
as, sadly, I'd left the door unlocked
onto the counter by the sink he climbed
bared his butt and crapped in the crock
tho' he gave new meaning
to vanilla chocolate chip
if I

waiting

waiting

there were oatmeal cookies on the counter.
only three left
of the dozen she made just before the pot on the stove moaned,
weeping
that her coffee was done.

dark and bitter, sugarless
and of course no cream
to embezzle the deep black that made her coffee as mysterious
as it was steaming hot.

chatter from the tv set was more hazy
than the stale

Cookies

Cold milk and a couple
Chewy Macaroons or
Chocolate Chip.  Maybe
Cherry Thumbprints and then
Crispy Florentines, or
Caramel Biscotti?
Crikey!  I'll take them all!

Eggs Up Cookies Down

Egg prices are cracking the ceiling,
as, not too well, the birds are feeling,
but you won't see me wear a frown, 
as cupcakes and cookies have gone down.

Fortune Cookies

Fortune Cookies

Sing every day and chase the mean blues away
the way I sing, the blues won’t be going too far.

Experience is the best teacher
obviously, I never listened to my teachers.

You will be happy with your spouse
I refuse to answer on the grounds that it may incriminate me.

Eat chocolate to have a sweeter life
and gain about

Sugar and Snowflakes

There is magic in ...
Sugar and snowflakes, 
When wonder does begin
As December awakes

Where this magic comes from 
Do we really need to know ...
From first bite to last crumb
O, how we enjoy it, though

These simple, pleasurable things 
Dance and mix and melt ...
Upon imaginary wings ...
And with our feelings felt

Comes to us like a dream
These

The Cookies

Bird food bought instead
Of cookies, no dread
Of eating them at tea or 
Snack, I'll make brownies
Ride over the counties
Maybe do fun chores galore

Who am I kidding
Can't do forbidding
I'll just eat so much, much more
Maybe some apples
Dipped so they're dappled
No, I'm trapped just as before 

keeping him away from my milk and cookies

dog tears up things daily
paint brushes, shoes, potato chip bags, stuffed animals,.
anything and everything from the garbage
or from a table or the couch or anywhere else he can reach
he is a large puppy, three foot long; he can reach everything
a few minutes ago I tossed him a People magazine
desperate to keep him away from my

Cookies and Milk

“Think what a better world it would be if we all, the whole world, had cookies and milk about three o’clock every afternoon and then lay down on our blankets for a nap.” Barbara Jordan
There’s not a single problem in the world that couldn’t be solved by sharing a cookie, a smile, and a hug.

trying to toss my cookies

I tried to toss my cookies, but they all ran back.
Their high top boots made a clickety clackety clack
Leave me alone! I yelled, as one jumped on my back.
I could not shake this high top, his name was Zack.
Someone ran out to help me, I think it was Mack.
Tossing cookies is not easy for me

They all loved Grams Monster Cookies

When I am old I shall be an acrobat Granny Fee said.
People will cheer and stomp their feet at me
The clapping will be thunderous
I may join Barnum and Bailey’s right now

I think they went out of business her grandson Joe said.
The rest of them almost laughed until they saw Granny Fee's face.
Don’t even think about

dreaming of snickerdoodle cookies

Snickerdoodle cookies were in my dreams tonight.
With the cinnamon taste that is exactly right.
I want them in my mouth, they are such a delight.

Momma Did

Who had chicken soup
Simmering in a kettle,
Momma did ...
Letting the flavors mettle

Who baked sugar cookies 
Shaped with a cookie cutter,
Momma did ...
And made with real butter 

Who made things right
When all else was wrong,
Momma did ...
And it didn't take long 

Who didn't give up
Nor ever let me,
Momma did ...
That's where her heart be

Who loved me

Holiday Cookies

My mommy lets me lick the bowl
when she makes sugar cookie dough.
She shapes them with a cookie cutter
and brushes them with lots of butter.

And when she puts them in to bake,
I stare and stare and wait and wait.
They are hot; she uses a mitt.
She lets them cool; she cleans a bit.

Soon we’re ready to make

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