Las galletas macabras / The macabre cookies

I'm walking along and I see a lot of cookies in a bowl and they seem to be waiting for me,
the cookies are white and beautiful, they are soft and minty smelling.

Me subo sobre ellas,
me como una sola galleta,
estan tan suaves,
que me duermo de forma agradable.

I climb on them and eat a single cookie, these cookies are very soft and I fall asleep on them.

Las galletas me despiertan,
quieren hundirme entre ellas,
yo no me enfado,
mas bien, con afán salto
y huyó a otro lado.

The cookies wake me up, they want to sink me between them, I don't get angry but rather, with eagerness I jump up from there
and flee elsewhere.

Me voy con la ropa manchada,
llena de azúcar blanca,
pero, no quiero ser devorada,
por galletas macabras.

I'm leaving with stained clothes full of white sugar, but I don't want to be eaten by macabre cookies.

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Créditos
Stopmotion, cuento y galletas por
Margarita Palomino