There once was a mom in the ‘burbs
Who thought, for her neighbors, to serve
A plate full of treats;
She filled cookie sheets
With stars, bars, and fudge squares superb.
Once baked, cooled; then frosted and stored,
The mom looked with pride at her hoard.
“Don’t eat them!” she warned;
Then, her advice, scorned –
Her snack-taking not aboveboard.
Thus laden with cookies in hand,
She followed her gifting program.
Though many, afraid
Of free calories, stayed
Inside while they spied from their door-cam.
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Love this Chelsea!!!
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Ha ha! Thanks, Bill!
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It was wonderful!
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lovely and ludic; those treats look, well, a treat 🙂 you do these domestic humorous poems well 🙂
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When at home, one does as the homeians do. 🙂
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If you get stuck, send them my way for the folks at work. They gripe about calories and their weight, exercise for a minute or two and then stuff their faces with breads and sweets as a treat for their workout. I tried to be nice and help them out by not making cookies, but I think it’s wasted effort.
Silly neighbors, afraid of a few calories. ‘Tis the season to overindulge. Don’t they know that?
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😀 Your co-workers sound like me.
…I’m *this close* to leaving a different sort of surprise on those neighbors’ porches.
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Try vegan. I find most of it tastes objectionable, though there are those that rave about it.
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For the neighbors? 🙂 I’m thinking dog food.
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It’s the same thing as vegan, isn’t it? Though maybe cheaper and easier to come by…
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Depends on how cheap of dog food you buy. 😀
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I would welcome you into my home with those treats, Chelsea! Yum!
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This further proves that you are a wonderful human being. 🙂
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Aren’t you the clever one.
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I believe you meant ‘crazy.’
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