Too many Cookies

Since no one came to sing for cookies, now we have too many. It's a shame, there's so many. But besides those cookies, there are also two giant ones hidden in my bottom drawer(shh!) where I hide all my treats. How do you fancy chocolate chip?

Ideas

Dealing with horses and dirt. Startling and tiring, days turn on and on and on and on. Until I make a mistake? Yet I actually feel fulfilled if I have a busy day that I finish things. An Australian dude talking about miniskirts, and I just laugh along. La la la la. Ha ha ha ha. The sounds of singing and laughing are so close, aren't they? I write and write, and all my ideas are milked out of me. Seeping. At the end of it is a trick where all my cleverness is snatched away onto paper. I have no more ideas.