Out of the jar
and onto my au-
nt's cousin's Wookie
plush toy fell a cookie.
Instantly smelling
all eyes turned to telling
from where this cookie scent
went.
A hungry mumble
for every crumble
even from the bumble
bee
situated outside the windowglass
Where is this all leading?
Because I would've just already eaten the cookie had it all really happened.
All rights belong to its author. It was published on e-Stories.org by demand of Marc Backhaus.
Published on e-Stories.org on 24.08.2014.
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