the cookie mon-star

the cookie is in the cookie jar the cookie is now a picture the cookie monster tries to steal the cookie but the cookie monster is now a kitchen appliance loading the cookies into it, and pouring the jar of pictures out into the sink the cookie monster wants to scream but his eyes are now made of cookies and the stars now descend upon the earth outside the kitchen window an old man weeps while his son watches the cookie sun set upon the hills

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