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A Plate Of Christmas Cookies

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#1 Herobrine


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Posted 07 March 2012 - 02:57 PM

Life is like a plate of Christmas cookies,

It seems like it has been forced on you by family,

But you choose to dig in anyways, because

You know that you’ll find something you like,

But then you come to the cookie with nuts,

Or even the cookie covered in toasted coconut,

They are the cookies that you cannot enjoy,

The cookies that make you want to spit them out,

The cookies that leave a bad taste in your mouth.

But you know you cannot spit them out,

No one else is going to eat them after

You’ve taken a bite.

No one else can finish your cookie for you,

So you must continue on and finish it,

You cannot throw it away for that would be a waste,

Tossing it aside would be a coward’s act.

But then you come to cookies you enjoy again,

And you continue on over time,

Until one day, they’re gone.

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