Oh joy! Oh rapture! Cookies do await.
I hardly can restrain enormous glee,
I count the seconds and anticipate,
The wondrous pastry that’s in store for me.
But what is this? My eyes must be deceived!
These cookies are corrupted with foul nuts!
Oh woe! Oh Anguish! I am much aggrieved!
As disappointed nausea fills my guts.
What heinous being would do this sordid deed?
To tempt with heaven then give naught but hell.
For only evil folk would dare mislead
And falsehoods about cookies are most fell
To compensate for cookie violations
Two batches could be made as reparations.

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