Sweet taste that wakes my mind,
Little discs of dough that dissappear.
Munching softly, they go in kind,
As my head, they start to clear.

Sugar! A love of the sweet!
Eaten softly in the day,
Not a thing to be eaten neat,
but gives me the energy to live and play.

A start to the day, an end too.
I munch a cookie to help me though.
Chocoholism is a terrible claim,
But I only have myself to blame.

--inspired by eating 2 packs of asda cookies