The cookies have been baked
The kitchen has been cleaned
The oven has cooled down
And the cookies eaten
The fun was in the sugar
The fun was in the flour
The fun was in chocolate
Which I ate every hour
The fun was in the butter
In the vanilla too
The brown sugar
Made them nice to chew
The cookies have been put away
The story has been told
We grow very old
The cookie jar is empty
Yet full of hot air
The cookies were eaten
No reason to pull up a chair.
Goodbye to the cookies I ate
Goodbye to them once more
What the hell am i bidding adieu to cookies for?
Yet good bye to them
For my teeth are rotten
And my belly is wide
Old age has grabbed
me like the flowing of the tide.
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