I mailed out home-baked cookies;
The recipients got crumbs.
Though really, when you bite a cookie,
That’s what it becomes.
The recipients got crumbs.
Though really, when you bite a cookie,
That’s what it becomes.
It wasn’t my intention,
(I knew not what I was doing
When I wrapped and packed the cookies)
But I saved them all some chewing.
(I knew not what I was doing
When I wrapped and packed the cookies)
But I saved them all some chewing.
Now of course, the thought’s what matters
And the taste, I think, was yummy.
Still, despite all of my efforts,
I sent gifts considered crummy.
And the taste, I think, was yummy.
Still, despite all of my efforts,
I sent gifts considered crummy.
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