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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 after a snack.

Copyright © Caren Krutsinger

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