Ode to a Cookie
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It sat there, on its godly pedestal,
Alone.
All its Friends of the Chocolate were unmistakably
Gone. Vanished.
O Dear Cookie
Sweet Cookie
O Cookie
Tell me your secrets of survival.
Tell me how
Your drippity milk chocolate chips
Sprinkled so artistically on you.
Tell me how no one chose you.
And O pray
Do not forget your secret
Of hiding your irresistable scent
Among the poor unfortunate others.
You, Cookie,
Belong in a museum
You are beautiful, majestic
The Mona Lisa of cookies.
The spotlight is on you
Sweet Cookie
Do not break down
Do not fall apart.
You delectable
Scrumptious
Sweet
Chocolatey
Beautifully scented
Warm
Cookie.
And I am so sorry to report
You are mine.
Forever.
*Cue in evil laughter*