Animal Crackers or Angel Crackers
By Handsum-Hart

While strolling through the outdoors
And munching on his favorite snack
(Old-fashioned animal crackers)
Yonder he beheld
A lady approaching him
So taken with her was he
That it seemed like
She was a spiritual being
With feather-covered wings
Descending from the white mountains
Of New Hampshire, just for him

As she neared him
She stopped lookers to lookers
And gave him a look-see

His box of animal crackers
He dropped on the ground
And wanted no more
As her lips looked more appetizing
As if they were angel crackers
(Small cookies baked in God’s oven)
And surely his want
Was to taste of them

So he placed his lips on hers
And delighted in the yumminess
Of her cookie-tasting kisses
As they melted in his mouth
Sweeter than animal crackers
Triple dipped in warm strawberry milk

© 6-06-2005
Ronald Howard Moman