I’m going to eat cookies for breakfast
And not noone nor nothing can stop me
I’ve made up my mind
It’s the thing to do
Some chocolate chips
Maybe oatmeal too

Don’t care if it’s unhealthy
Or what other thinkers think
A bazillion horses couldn’t stop me
And all i need is milk to drink

It’s my tummy and I say
I’ll fill it my own way
If it’s all the same to you
You can have cookies too

Yet we should be super quiet tho
Because even though i’ll do as I say

If dad wakes up
There’s a slight tiny chance

He might not see things my way