Me My Cookies and I

You found me out,

without a doubt,

and made me cringe and cry,

my trouble started,

when you departed,

and left over cookies I did spy,

I reached for one,

and then it begun,

me my cookies and I,

and when you came home,

there I was all alone,

with no more sweets on the shelf,

and while you had lectured me,

all that I could think or see,

is how well I did stuff myself.