Childhood Weakness., by --Honestly;; Subscribe to rss feed for --Honestly;;

There it sat and stared
Full of deliciousness
Up high on that shelf,
On my very tippy-toes
Balancing on a chair
   Almost,
      Almost,
          Bang!
It crashed to the floor
The goodies sprawled everywhere,
I ate them quickly
Leaving all but one,
"What's this?!"
      She yelled,
wiping crumbs off my lips
I shrugged my shoulders,
I reached for a crayon
And some colored paper,
I wrote,
 --Need cookies Mommy.--
Posted: 2009-11-22 22:54:10 UTC

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2009-12-02 22:08:14Teresa
aww this ones cute i loved it