The girl scouts are gone, I shall not want...
They leadeth me to purchase large quantities of preservative-laden cookies,
they chant my name and beckon me near to work their evil task.
They restoreth my inability to resist temptation,
I purchase without thought of consequence...
Yeah, though I walk through the aisle farthest from their table,
they still spy me, their tiny faces beaming, all smiles and sincerity...
Forgive them their trespasses for they know not what they do...
And though I pass through the Slim Fast aisle, I will fear no evil...
my stepper and spandex await me...
as I offer this open prayer...
for the return of the waistline I once knew...
by Tricia Bock
Nashville Resident and Girl Scout Cookie Consumer
(Tricia Bock lives in the village of Nashville, Indiana. She has self published two books: Making a Life I Can Live and "47". Both are available at the local book store in Nashville.)
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