Cookies With Love Long before the cookie monster, The cook and the cookie met. In the fishermen's old cookhouse Where barrels of cookies were kept. To understand the reason One has to step back in time, And watch the fishermen and workers Rushing to the cookhouse at whistle time. One fisherman's wife with her family Eight children one could see, Helped cook the meals for the workers As the fishermen sailed in from sea. The children set the table, With tin plates and tin cups for tea, And with molasses and sugar cookies, Florence was generous and treated me. As the factory whistle sounded, The meal was quickly done, Then back to work they scampered, Eating cookies and laughing in fun 50