| One Cookie... |
| Three Cookies from the Powdered-sugar falling from the sky, Seven from the Hershey-kisses in their wrappers of tin, Nine from Cinnamon Candies doomed to melt, One for the Red Baker in her hobbit hole In the Land of Kansas City where the hearth-fire flares. One Cookie to rule them all, One Cookie to find them, One Cookie to bring them all and in the kitchen cook them In the Land of Kansas City where the hearth-fire flares. |