Burnt Bottom CookiesA Poem by Allen SmucklerMMMMMMMMMmmmmmmmMMMMMMMM!!!!!Burnt Bottom Cookies four women fresh from
lunch. I bound upstairs from afar thoughts of what I’d
munch. perhaps a tangerine…
I said to all those in
a row, I’m starved beyond
repair. That pang I feel
within my gut is not my missing
hair. I want, I need, I have
a hunch. can’t anybody share? Some burnt bottom
cookies the girls exclaimed!!! Chocolate chip or
oatmeal, the choice is surely
yours. Now, I like muffin
tops and love pistachios any kind of fruit or
wine and always chocolate. But burnt bottom
cookies? mmmm!! So tasty and
devine. Helped launch me into
orbit, and made my day so
fine... © 2012 Allen SmucklerAuthor's Note
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32 Reviews Added on April 22, 2012 Last Updated on April 22, 2012 AuthorAllen SmucklerSarasota, FLAboutI'm a poet, a singer, a peaceful gunslinger.. looking to share my poetry..and a little bit of me...if I dare I 've been writing since I was 18.... am slightly older now, and still trying to fin.. more..Writing
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