I am Tamara, the only descendant
of the Great Grammar goddess and
the Baron of Banking. Baking every
snowfall has made me marvelous. I
5 prepare precise parcels for all I love.
Gift giving, I got it from Grandma,
She slaved away, Sundays mostly, to
be sure we were content. I, the sweet-
toothed teenager, was tempted by the
10 luscious idea of baking. I started off
small, Saturdays with mom. Soon enough
the Matron of Molasses mounds made me
move on. Dad, devourer of my developments,
decided my delicacies were delectable.
15 The edges brown & crispy, while the inside
fluffy and flavorful. Fresh out of the oven
these savory temptations melt in mouths.
Cookies, the sweetest sin, are what I?ve
come to love. But now that I have a new
20 tasty trial, the temptations of a better life
have haunted me. I plan to provide plenty
of cookies for all.
The next Martha Stewart,
that?s who I?ll be! I?ll sneak up on them all,
Kevin?s cupcakes will be no competition.
25 I?ll beat those Pepperidge Farm people next.
Then when she least expects it, I?ll take
on Betty Crocker, the mother of all good cookies.
The doughboy of Pillsbury will be no match for me!
Finally I?ll take on that perfectionist
30 criminal herself. Martha won?t know what hit her.
My cookies and treats will rock this world! No
one will stop me! Stealth is my secret weapon.
Slowly their businesses will suffer. Until at last
there is one ruler left, me.