Poem by Richard Stephenson

Cookie Monster

They call him the Cookie Monster.

Om nom nom nom 
And the biscuits gone.

Striking while the oven’s hot
He can scoff the lot

They call him the Cookie Monster.

Om nom nom nom 
And the biscuits gone

He finds victory sweet
To have your cake and eat 
The food supply tumbles
The hungry stomach rumbles

They call him the Cookie Monster

Om nom nom nom 
And the biscuits gone

He’s in a world of plenty
Before the tin is empty.
But His mind denies
He is using up supplies


They call him the Cookie Monster

Om nom nom nom 
And the biscuits gone

A shame less greed
Cares not for need
More than a hunch 
He has eaten Africa’s Lunch

They call him the Cookie Monster

Om nom nom nom 
And the biscuits gone

Make him stop
Or the starving drop

R.Stephenson
Issue 01.4
13/11/12

​Richard Stephenson was born 50 yeays ago in Newcastle Upon Tyne. He is now a Chartered Engineer, working in the telecommunications industry. He lives in Reading UK where he runs the Dreading Slam Poetry Competition

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