“Mommy , there’s a monster in my bed .”

mommy told me there were no such thing as monsters & I believed her so .
but little did I know I would encounter monsters from then until I was 18 years old.
old enough to recognize that monsters don’t look like what you seen on Tv.

they dress up disguised as caretakers & educators, that look like you & me .

they smell heaven sent & talk ever so sweet .

Beware of the cookie monsters. They show up on every Street

Open sesame , Open sesame . spread those big bird wings .
For the longest I didn’t know why the caged bird still sings.
with her clipped wings & tied feet , she still sang the most beautiful song.

Milk & cookes they devour looking for a fresh , soft sweet treat to feed on .
beware of the cookie monsters. They show up with gifts & give you a broad shoulder to lean on .
beware .
I have not met ONE single lady who hasn’t been a victim of the cookie monsters tricks .
not one lady who’s cookies haven’t been apart of cookie monsters fix .