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cookies 1 (bad poetry from a bad creature)
Apr. 3rd, 2025 05:22 pmcookies 1
the broken pottery cookie jars lie on the floor
just like how fragile it opens the door
the small creature peers out to the hall
with a large stature unlike a doll
all the broken pieces all the small bits ingrained into huge paws
it swallows sugary tooth-rotten candy into its maws
it whimpers like a rabbit feeding its addiction
but never thinks or cares about its self infliction
the broken pottery cookie jars lie on the floor
just like how fragile it opens the door
the small creature peers out to the hall
with a large stature unlike a doll
all the broken pieces all the small bits ingrained into huge paws
it swallows sugary tooth-rotten candy into its maws
it whimpers like a rabbit feeding its addiction
but never thinks or cares about its self infliction
