The grownups argue over who's gonna win
the Walmart location. Cookie Manager shouts the start date.
You go one minute too soon and she'll shut you down.
Your little shortbread-hawking darlings can shove it.
A troop leader leans over and whispers what happened
the time a group got caught doing early Caramel deLite trade.
I hear the word roaches and my attention is restored.
Don't store cookies in the garage, she yells,
they seek out the Peanut Butter Patties,
and Thin Mints take on the smell of insecticide.
"Lock up those boxes, ladies!"