Hot Fudge-Filled Cookie - Poem by Marilyn Lott
When I woke up this morning
While I was still in my bed
A hot fudge-filled cookie
Suddenly filled my head.
I told Randy I had to have one
Very soon if not before
But then he called DQ
Before we went out of the door.
"Not open until ten thirty? " I cried
My tastes buds would have to wait
But yes, my friend, definitely
DQ and I had an important date.
This story has a sweet ending
I will tell you true
My red plastic spoon dived in
Oh, you would devour it too.
A warm tender cookie encased
The gooey, dark chocolate so sweet
With ice cream - never, ever have I had
Such a delicious succulent treat!
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