Are they breathing? Then they're Cookies.
Are they moving? Then they're Cookies.
Are they living? Then they're Cookies.
So get on with it! Quick, get on with it!
Are they human? Then they're Cookies.
So shut up, my dear Doctor, and shut up her too!
Lookie, lookie, here comes Cookie
Now.
Naughty Cookie, playing hookey-
That we don't allow.
Cigarette?
Light?
Thanks.
Get them.
You take the key, my love,
I'm too exhausted to move!
Music, I must have music,
A moment's music or my head will burst!
*giggles*
"Two drifters off to see the world. There's such a lot of world to see. . ."