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THE COOKIES...

At an airport one night

Several hours till her flight

She hunted for a book

In an airport shop,

Bought a bag of cookies

And found a place to drop.

Engrossed in her book

Yet, she happened to see,

The man sitting beside her,

As bold as could be,

Grabbed a cookie or two

From the bag in between,

Which she tried to ignore

To avoid a scene.

So she munched the cookies

And watched the clock,

As the gutsy cookie thief

Diminished her stock.

She was getting more irritated

As the minutes ticked by,

Thinking, If I wasn’t so nice,

I would blacken his eye.

With each cookie she took,

He took one too,

When only one was left,

She wondered what he would do.

With a smile on his face,

And a nervous laugh,

He took the last cookie

And broke it in half.

He offered her half,

As he ate the other,

She snatched it from him

And thought....ooh, brother!

This guy had some nerve

And he’s also rude,

Why he didn’t even show

Any gratitude!

She had never known

When she been so galled,

And sighed with relief

When her flight was called.

She gathered her belongings

And headed to the gate,

Refusing to look back

At the thieving ingrate.

She boarded the plane,

And sank in her seat,

Then she sought her book,

Which was almost complete.

As she reached in her baggage,

She gasped with surprise,

There was her bag of cookies,

In front of her eyes.

If mine are here,

She moaned in despair,

The others were his,

And he tried to share.

Too late to apologize,

She realized with grief,

That she was the rude one,

The ingrate, the thief!