So at what age did I become a cookie thief?
Just one more way to cause my wife some grief.
At any age, those chocolate cookies look good.
There’s always a cookie jar in the neighborhood.
And when your sweet bride looks away.
There’s a cookie to take for later in the day.
What’s the problem if I take a bite?
As long as my wife is out of sight.
Another cookie and it won’t be a surprise,
If we have to let my pants out, one more size.