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A child friendly page featuring poems that are a bit fun!
All poems are ©Estrella Lee

Cookie Dough
Cookie dough, cookie dough,
why is your birth so slow?
Cookie dough, cookie dough,
why are you complex as a bough?

Sticky as honey, dry as flour,
the mixing takes one long hour.
Mingle with nuts while I feel you oats,
and your body still wants to bloat.

Cookie dough, cookie dough,
you make my life one big mess.
Cookie dough, cookie dough,
you are seet in the end none the less.

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