Hate you, love your cookies
I hate your life
I hate your guts
But your cookies rock
My socks off
So I married you
And now im stuck
With your wining
As my friends scoff.
But the chocolate chips
And the sugary lips
Of the gingerbread men
You bake
Keep me around
And keep me sane
And away from sharp objects
For your sake.
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