On the Defensive, That's Just Silly, and Last Cookie

I'm continuing with poems written from prompts. The prompts for today's post were: write a "defensive" poem,  write a "silly" poem, and write a poem with the title "Last ____ (fill in the blank)." Truth be told, I think all three of these poems ended up fitting into the "silly" category, but here goes. 

On the Defensive

You can’t blame me, Ms. Mosquito.

You gave me no other choice.

You, with your dive-bombing needle nose,

and your annoying, whiny voice.

You attacked and put me on the defensive.

I’ll tolerate no more bites from you.

You’re an itchy nuisance.

SMACK!

Farewell, Ms. Mosquito. I bid you, adieu!

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That’s Just Silly!

Have you ever seen a giraffe wearing a scarf?

Imagine how long that scarf would be.

Have you ever heard a toad play a saxophone?

Now that would be something to see!

What if pigs carried parasols

to protect them from the sun?

What if cows could dance a jig?

Wouldn’t that be fun?

Chase those cobwebs out of your brain.

Let your imagination run free.

Don’t be afraid that someone will complain,

“Oh!  That’s just silly!”

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Last Cookie

You took the last cookie?

How could you? I was saving that for me!

I was going to enjoy it

with a nice cup of tea.

Oh well, never mind.

You won’t hear drama from me.

I won’t make a fuss.

I won’t whine and cuss.

I’ll just have an apple instead.

No chocolate chips, no crunchy nuts,

just healthy fruit...

grumble, grumble, mutter, mutter, munch.