Haiku for the hell of it

Oh, Chessmen cookies,
So good, yet often crumbled.
Metaphor for life?

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7 comments on “Haiku for the hell of it”

sknicholls
November 13, 2014

Crunchy, buttery goodness…even the crumbs 😀

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- Kevin Brennan
  November 13, 2014
  
  Oh yes. The crumbs are very edible!
  
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John W. Howell
November 13, 2014

Yes.Crumbled Chessmen represent the dashed hopes of the population who although broken are still eaten.

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- Kevin Brennan
  November 13, 2014
  
  Food for thought…
  
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ericjbaker
November 13, 2014

You must be joking
Chessmen are for old ladies
Where’s the Oreos?

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- Kevin Brennan
  November 14, 2014
  
  You dare to question my cookie manhood?!
  
  Yo, to each his own.
  But one cookie is the king:
  i.e., Chips Ahoy.
  
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  - ericjbaker
    November 14, 2014
    
    Chips Ahoy rock, but
    Mint Oreos rule my world
    That’s how I got fat

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