The Cookie Thief by Valerie Cox

A woman was waiting
at the airport one night,
With several long hours
before her flight.
She hunted for a book
in the airport shop,
Bought a bag of cookies
and found a place to drop.

She was engrossed in her book,
but happened to see,
That the man beside her,
as bold as could be,
Grabbed a cookie or two
from the bag between,
Which she tried to ignore
to avoid a scene.

She read, munched cookies,
and watched the clock,
As the gutsy “cookie thief”
diminished her stock.
She was getting more irritated
as the minutes ticked by,
Thinking, “If I wasn’t so nice,
I’d blacken his eye!”

With each cookie she took,
he took one too.
When only one was left,
she wondered what he’d do.
With a smile on his face
and a nervous laugh,
He took the last cookie
and broke it in half.

He offered her half,
and he ate the other.
She snatched it from him
and thought, “Oh brother,
This guy has some nerve,
and he’s also so rude,
Why, he didn’t even show
any gratitude!”

She had never known
when she had been so galled,
And sighed with relief
when her flight was called.
She gathered her belongings
and headed for the gate,
Refusing to look at
the “thieving ingrate”.

She boarded the plane
and sank in her seat,
Then sought her book,
which was almost complete.
As she reached in her baggage,
she gasped with surprise.
There was her bag of cookies
in front of her eyes!

“If mine are here,”
she moaned with despair.
“Then the others were his
and he tried to share!”
Too late to apologize,
she realized with grief,
That she was the rude one,
the ingrate, the thief!!!

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