Cookies, cream and milk,
Make my eyes go wild,
They roll and roll in their socket,
Just like a rolling rocket!
An ice-cream flavored such,
Would make me squel so much,
Like a certain lost girl,
In an Oreo painted whirl.
If only they were veggies,
I'd gladly be vegan,
And give up all the steak,
Whatever it will take!
For my cookies, cream and milk.
A baby coated with that flavor,
I'd jump at the chance to savor,
To be his mum forever,
And eat him along my endeavor.
If a see-saw it happened to be,
I'd hop on it and go weeee!
I might sneak a lick at it though,
Even if I were wearing a bow.
Slapping some sense into myself,
I am no not thinking of wealth,
But how ridiculous it must have seemed,
To have cookies with milk and cream.
If only it would make me grin,
Maybe just a little beam?
I cannot, I must not,
For the combination is naught.
Albeit close,
But still not the same.
Disgust do I feel,
That i would kill,
A baby flavoured such,
Even if he were not Dutch!
For my cookies, cream and milk...
SERIOUSLY?!
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Sorry for the crappy poem. I got bored writing short stories. :P just trying something new. Trying to think of an awesome idea for another short story. Anyone? :)
So, there was this guy, he was walking somewhere when he passed a door that had a small hole. He heard a voice say '11'. He was curious and put one of his eyes onto the hole to see what was going on. It happened so fast; the man felt a sharp pain in his eye, as if someone had poked him. He jerked away from the door and heard the person from inside shout '12'. Insane much? O.o
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