I have eaten
the cookies
that were on
the mantel
and which
you had probably
left there
for Santa
Forgive me
they were delicious
so sweet
and so warm
—
I have read
the note
that was by
the cookies
and which
you had thoughtfully
written
for Santa
Forgive me
it was delightful
so sweet
and so warm.
—
I have burned
the note
that you left
for Santa
and which
would have proven that
there had
been cookies
Forgive me
it was glorious
so bright
and so warm
—
(with apologies to William Carlos Williams)
Unlikely Explanations 
Love this.
In other news, William Carlos Williams should apologize to you. He knows what he did.
I’m not holding my breath — that guy never apologizes (“forgive me” isn’t an apology; it’s a command).
Nice.
I see you have already learned the most important lesson of all: Destroy the Evidence.
Especially when the evidence is delicious.
I hope you don’t think all that poetical crap is going to make up for the fact that you ATE MY COOKIES.
I hope you don’t think all that rage is going to make up for the fact that THEY WERE DELICIOUS.
Love these!
Awful.
I would never do anything like that.
Psst… I don’t have any cookie stuck in my teeth, do I?!
;)
Don’t act all innocent — I can smell chocolate chips on your breath.
We all know Santa had it comin’.
I’ve heard he never shares any of those cookies with his reindeer. So selfish.
Very canny of you not to mention in the poem that present that Santa left under the tree…
“so cool
and so Apple”
It’s the perfect crime. Convince them all that a cookie-less Santa didn’t leave any presents.