Poor Jill Shalvis is giving up cookies.
So I wrote this poem for her:
I be happy,
If I have cake
I don’t need no cookies
So Jill, please don’t be sad
You can’t have cookies
But you can have cake
She can have her cake….*wait for it*….and eat it too!!
Colleen’s feelin’ a bit punchy on this Friday afternoon.
There oughtta be a law against jeans getting too tight.
They should make them so they expand with our bodies, so we never KNOW we’re gaining weight.
Cakes are good, cookies even better; but, give me some good old pie and ice creme any time.
Colleen, I was feeling punchy, that was why I wrote it. Bad things happen when I write Bad Poetry. ROFL.
Raine, I totally agree! Any investors?
Sir John, you’re a pie person! *mock horror* That you’re an Alabamian explains a lot of things.
LOL. That’s my kind of poetry.
I had German chocolate cake tonight, and earlier today I had key lime pie. Yum.
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