- Cookies, Cookies -

Cookies, cookies, heated nice and hot.
Cookies, cookies, iced with ire and hate.
Cookies, cookies, feed them to a tot,
Geomancer cookies, they feed them to their mate!

If I had a cookie, with some caramel,
I'd feed it to my mammoth, it would love me well.
And if I had two cookies, with some myrtle fine,
I'd feed them to my lover, that would make him mine.

Cookies, cookies, emblazoned with a wyrm.
Cookies, cookies, watch them as they squirm.
Cookies, cookies, made with tender care,
Geomancers get, caramel in their hair!

- Geomancers Dream of Cookies -

Sugar and spice, caramel ice,
Brown like the Earth, soft like the soil.
Devour it once, devour it twice,
Myrtle relaxes and and secretes an oil,
Drifting to sleep then into dreams,
Of cackling gargoyles and angelic screams.
Cleaning with dust and rinsing with mud,
Hoping their staffs don't shoot a dud!

- How to Make Geomancer Cookies -

Geomancer cookies are the finest in the land,
Made with lots of cinnamon, so they don't go bland.
And if I had some myrtle, sugar, flour, spice-
I'd make a batch of cookies, wouldn't that be nice?

First they mix the flour, with the spices fine.
Then they bake the cookies, til they taste Divine.
When they're done with baking, then they let them cool-
Then coat them with the caramel, making them by rule!

Tastiest of cookies, sweetened by delight,
Of Geomancers munching, every day and night.
Only a grumpy bastard could condemn,
This most wonderful of cookies: not a one for them!

- If I Had A Cookie -

If I had a cookie, I'd feed it right to you,
This would be a deed I don't think I would rue.
If I had a cookie, it would be a caramel one:
Like every Geomancer cookie underneath the sun.

If I had a cookie, I'd use it but to taunt,
That grump who haunts the caverns, an emaciated haunt.
I'd coat it with fine caramel and ice with myrtle sweet,
And put it in his basket, as a tasty treat.

If I had a cookie, I'd give it to my Ma -
So she could place it in, mammoth's sage old paw.
If I had a cookie, I'd give it to my Pa -
So he could feed it myrtle and all, to a spider's maw!