Friday, June 29, 2012
Oh, how I love you so.
With your buttery goodness
So smooth on my spoon,
Laced with thick chocolate chips
That make my taste buds swoon.
From a sixteen-ounce plastic container you woo,
There are many things for your favor I'd do.
When I need you, dear, you are always there.
Unlike things that are not constant,
I know that you care.
I'll eat my veggies, fruits, and grain
So long as after I can have you again.
Fear not, my little sweet,
You were meant for me.
Please, Papa Murphy's Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough,
Don't give me salmonella.
By Lis Stewart :)