When only one was left, she wondered what he’d do.

With a smile on his face and a nervous laugh,
he took the last cookie and broke it in half.
He offered her half as he ate the other,
She snatched it from him and thought, “OH Brother!”

This guy has some nerve and he’s also rude.
Why, he didn’t even show any gratitude.
She had never known when she had been so galled
And sighed with relief when her flight was called.

She gathered her belongings and headed to the gate
refusing to look back at that thieving ingrate.

She boarded the plane and sank in her seat
then sought her book which was almost complete.
As she reached in her baggage she gasped with surprise
there was her bag of cookies in front of her eyes.

If mine are here she moaned with despair,
then the others were his and he tried to share.
Too late to apologize, she realized with grief,
that she was the rude one, the ingrate, and the thief.

~Author Unknown~

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