Gingerbread Girl - Santa's Favorite [Poem]

Gingerbread Girl - Santa's Choice

by @kingsright

Once there was a plain gingerbread cookie... 

She hated being just round.  

If she had arms she would wave them,

Frantically up and down.  

Legs were something else. . . 

But they would certainly do,

For kicking and jumping,

and playing Kung-Fu.

And with some gumdrops,

A pair to spot her kind.

She could follow the other gingerbreads

Instead of left behind.

But she needed a sweet mouth

So she could ask the real reason

Why her baker maker

Passed her by this season

But truly unfortunate,

to her dismay

Such bodies were only given

To little gingermen this day. . . .

Now it was that special time,

She laid upon the plate

Santa chose her anyway

He ate, and ate, and ate.

Authored by @kingsright