I collect Cookie Monsters
I love the way they talk
My grandsons love to take
My Cookie monsters
For a little walk
Zecarias holds their hands
Carries them around
Every time he comes to stay
He has to have them down
So he can have a little play
One plays the trumpet
"When the saints come marching in!"
And "Ha-cha-cha; whatever that means!"
The other one says he "loves cookies"
He laughs out loud and says "Hey this is fun!"
But I think he's just kidding
'Cos I've never seem him eating them
And he never shares them round!
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