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My Starbucks Christmas Cookies
On my desk at work
Make people happy
They touch them
They play with
them
They want to eat them
They want me to eat them
("When are you going to eat them?")
They
want me not to eat them
("Are you REALLY gonna eat these?")
If I do eat them -- like my gingerbread man's
legs
They feel sorry for him
But they understand
In a world of working professionals
My cookies
are a surprising
Conversation piece
For everyone has an opinion
Today I moved them down
So I could
look for a change
And I was asked sadly
"Where did they go? Did you eat them?"
Since people
always turn them over
I wrote on little stickies on the back
Please don't eat me, I know I'm cute!
Ho ho ho,
have YOU been good this year?
I'm always amazed
At people's response
To cute little edible things
They
bring much more comment
Than anything I could do
For breaking down social barriers
They work like a charm.
Ho ho ho.
There I go.
Eaten!
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