Eat a Cookie

Rearrange the spoon in my belt.

Croon to the moon just how I felt.

King of things betrays the servant.

Don’t look that way. It’s all I can do.

Nothing but gum stuck to my shoe.

Do you live in the path of mess?

You can tell me. Please, confess.

It’s the same in every camp.

Drop it off without a stamp.

Whistle a nifty tune in the dark.

Up the chimney, left your mark.

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Author: Gordon S. Bowman III

Writer, Visual Artist, Blogger

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