The Cookie FactoryA Poem by KaceeIn all this deep thinking, sometimes we need a little childish poem here or there. Remember sometimes perfection isn't what we think it is.In a cookie factory upon a lavish hill, there was a cookie baker with an undying will. Every cookie from this factory will be made to perfection, and each cookie will win over its customers affection. So the cookie factory began to run insane tests, and only the ones that passed will be announced the very best. All the cookies that crumbled or didn't look the same were placed in the trash can because they didn't meed the bakers aim. In all the perfection no one ever did see the beauty that those broken cookies slowly came to be. All the frosting mixtures, and the colors galore. Oh what tastes those cookies had in store! But since no one ever looked away from the cookie cutter ways, the world ate the same "perfect" cookies for the rest of their days. © 2012 KaceeAuthor's Note
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Added on July 26, 2012Last Updated on July 26, 2012 Tags: Perfect, Perfection, Cookies, Same, Beauty AuthorKaceeAboutI am an adult who has found myself trapped inside a teenage body. I am searching for ways to reach out to people, and be a part of something bigger then myself. Although many see writing as a chore, I.. more..Writing
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