Cookies

 

If I lived down

The hall

Would you notice

Me at all,

Or would I

Simply be

Another person

On the street,

If you were

Into baking

And I were

Into taking,

Sweets from

A sexy lady

Would you let

Me taste your treats,

But do you have

A sweet tooth

She asked,

If ifs and buts

Were cookies

I’d nibble yours

Like a rookie

Downs desert.

 

Stephen Nesbitt ©

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