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Cookie Cravings


I wanted cookies 'cause they're really good. I had to go to a grocery store. It's raining out so I will wear a hood. I don't have enough money 'cause I'm poor. I'll find some money lying on the ground. I'll use that money to by choc'late chips. And with those chips I'll make some cookies now. I'll sell my cookies and they'll give me tips. My mom thinks I should sell some lemonade. She said I'd make more money doing that. At least my choc'late cookies were homemade. If I sell cookies I'll make people fat. I didn't get no cookies for myself. At least the cookies didn't hurt my health.
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