My first boyhood friend
recalled childhood memories
I had forgotten.
At the age of four,
determined to get cookies,
Two boys ran to Grandma's.
Going the wrong way,
They didn't get to Grandma's,
Neighbors caught them first.
What were they thinking?
Just to get Grandma's cookies,
Boys know what they want!
How were they punished?
To your room without dinner,
Which Mom brought later.
After sixty years,
Two "old boys" eat their dinner,
Thinking of cookies.
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