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Seduced By A Cookie...

Taking her to dinner
Of course; that's what you do
I had ulterior motives
She didn't know, I knew

I knew her little secret
though she didn't know mine
She was in lust with a cookie
and I really didn't mind

I know all about Synesthesia
Your senses all mixed up
Hearing sound in color
seeing taste from a cup

We had a three course dinner
Salad, steak and dessert
Now, for the ending part
I was about to blurt...

She said: "Why don't you let me order
and please don't think I've flipped
But I've been thinking all this evening
I'd just love a chocolate chip"

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choosing cookies over you? WHAT??? LOL oh i knew you would have me laughing with this one, if she knew i knew!

who doesnt love cookies, this is another one of your really fun writes dear Geezer. title rocks sir.

Thank you...Teddy

that must have been a downer for an old stud like you. I had an experience with my wife who dreamed about "Oh Henry" chocolates and actually vocalized her desire around midnight. Oh, and then she talked about Hershey Kisses, like mine weren't sweet enough! Yours is a funny poem; hard to beat. Jerry

she is using the cookies to get in the mood! There is a condition known as Synesthesia where people have sensory mix-up and like I described in the poem, they have multiple sensory functions mixed. Seeing colors when hearing certain noises or tasting flavors when seeing things. Feeling certain emotions is sometimes a part of it too. So why not feeling horny when eating a cookie?~ Geez.
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Hi, Geezer,
This is hysterical - I can see your face. "Waiter, we'll take our check now!" Fun title, rhyme was great, strong appealing theme. I really like your first line, and the usual "Geezerized" ending is quite clever!
Thank you!
L

in a head and far away. Actually, just learned about this condition the other night on a TV program. I was lying there listening and having a bout of tinnitus, when what I thought I heard was..." I was seduced by a cookie". Now, I know that I sometimes hear things that I know weren't really said, because certain tones are covered up by the ringing, hissing and warbling noises I hear; but I sat up and listened harder. I became intriqued and thought; "Why couldn't someone with that conditon, be turned on by a cookie? There you have the basis for the poem. ~ Geez.
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Double post. ~ Geez.
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first off I love that title
and oh you poor man lucked out again
incidentally I do not chocolate chip cookies lol
great bit of writing

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if I could have chocolate cookies, because I'm a chocoholic; I can smell an open candy bar across the room, but no chocolate for me because of my glaucoma. [It has caffine]. Anyway, thank you for the read and comment. Makes my day when I can make you all laugh. ~ Geez.
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now please imagine me as the cookie monster from sesame street,

"you want come have cookies at my place"?

LOL sorry geezer i couldnt resist!

Thank you...Teddy

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Hi Geez, you really allowed me a big laugh, thanks for that. I'm a chocolate lover (not really in cookies). Now that it's cold here, I make myself milk chocolate drink before going to bed. Deeelicious.
Your title, rhyming and content is wonderful, better said, hilarious. Enjoyed reading all the comments you've gotten.
Bye for now, Gracy

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it goes well on a cold winter day. I do have some recourse to having hot chocolate in the winter. We have found a powdered chocolate that is decaffinated. It is pretty good and hits the spot after being outdoors on a cold day. Thanks for your read and comments, always glad to have them. ~ Geez.
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Good, playful write. I find it interesting how one can make a poem out of anything. A case of tinnitus....go figure.

I can think of at least one more poem right off the bat; written by using a misheard line: "Stop Dancing". The tinnitus was just one element of this write. There was also the Synesthesia documentary I watched on TV that night. Life is a series of incidents that can be tied up into knots or bows, depending on the need. ~ Gee.
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