…my little cousin came forth with excitement,

Enthralled that I’d be making cookies for tonight’s event.

I asked her if she’d like to aid in my cause,

And while we began to mix and toil,

I noticed that we didn’t have any vegetable oil.

“We don’t have all the ingredients,” I exclaimed without glee,

But the little cousin replied, “Leave it all to me.”

“I know something we can substitute, and I’m sure you’ll love it”.

Trusting her experience with the Easy-Bake Oven.

In joy of the salvaged cookies, I tried the batter.

Seconds later, something had gone awry in my bladder.

As I rushed to the can, my cousin asked, “What’s the matter?”

Enlightened being asked what was wrong,

I deftly replied, “The pickle juice was too strong!”

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